20- "Photographed."

If there were pictures of Trey when he was younger with his cousins that he's still around with today, meaning he really isn't Noah at all. They are absolutely different people.

The album was the clear proof that I was really wrong thinking and hoping that Trey was my late fiancé Noah. Trey grew up in a wealthy family, well-provided, and had cousins with him, while Noah, on the other side grew up in an orphanage, alone, parentless, definitely not rich, and without a family to call his own.

This maybe is the realization that from now on I should really stop linking Trey to my first love because he is not Noah and Noah isn't Trey. They are different from each other and grew up with very opposite life privileges.

At home, I prioritized my cat and served him the cat food that Trey had given. Happily, my dear cat seemed to enjoy eating it.

The next morning at school, I was walking in the corridor when I saw Barbara walking ahead, so I decided to walk faster to get to her and talk after wha