ALL THE SAME

As she slept in his arms a smile was on her lips. She did not care how much she had cried already all she knew was that she was safe in his arms.

She couldn't remember the last time she had a good birthday. All her years in the orphanage were bad. She could remember being bullied and wondered what she had done wrong

She couldn't stop the tears that started flowing down her face. She stood out soaking Vincenzo's shirt but he did not care he just kept caressing her face hoping the pain would go away.

That was not how it worked with pain though the scars always remained.

"Are you okay ?", he asked as he pulled Anna close to her.

"I don't know ", she said as she snuggled him.

How could she tell him that this was the best birthday she had in l the years that she had been alive? How could she tell him that he was the only person who had bothered to remember that it was her birthday?

It had never bothered her before that she didn't have friends. She had been okay having no one but now it was