I had woken up earlier than usual, dreams of Justin and I had returned. Bad ones had seemed to constantly overlap the good. So I tossed and turned, till the sun started to give a glimpse of itself. A new day but still the weight on my shoulders was sinking me deeper and deeper into my past.
Unico Thora.
I couldn't seem to understand why my mom had given me such a rare name but I knew it was influenced by my godparents. My mom and dad weren't rich but when they got some sort of power it was enough to help them get some sort of control. Finally, it seemed like their life was going in the right direction after years of suffering.
They got to a point where they worked for ministers and were given a vacation at a private home, shareholders. They welcomed my mom and dad with such wide-open arms that as time went on, they became as close as family. They became my parent's backbone. My parent's shadow.
