Chapter 120

Kiara's pov

"Sweetheart, are you cold?" My mother asked me as we shuffled together again ourselves to find some worms under the roof of stars, only one that we could claim anything to since we couldn't rent a house.

The moment we stepped into this place we had been robbed of every material valuable thing we had except for the clothes on our backs.

Since then we have been sleeping on the streets having to move often from time to time once the environment became too unfavorable and then we were basically eating off of the kindness of strangers and it may be in some dumpsters of fast food joints and restaurants.

Life was completely pathetic for us.

Nights like this, when the cold would sink into our clothes that have been given to us by a charity I will begin to feel so foolish of the thoughts that I had in the bus coming to this place. I used to think that things would be so different that I would finally have some control of my life maybe…

"Mum sorry this is all my fault," I apologize