"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

It’s coming up to a year in March. I miss you. You didn’t ask for this. Neither of you. The people who loved you didn’t expect this. I was so caught up into my own life, that I never would see it come, but it did. And it hurt. Somedays I don’t know how to live with it. Sometimes I want to be with both of you. I broke down. Multiple times. There were nights that I couldn’t breathe. There were days, where pain is the only thing I felt. I ran back to old problems only to create bigger one’s for myself. I hurt myself. I hurt others too. Before you both left, it’s like my life and all of my love was in the middle of a hurricane. And by the time the hurricane stopped, too much was destroyed. That’s when I started to destroy myself too.. I want to start something new. I believe there is a new story to be told, and many more to come. But I’ll leave it simple. This part of the story is called acceptance. I know you’ll both be around to see it..