I don't know how many times I have to cry over the flashes of that prom night incident. Sometimes I also don't expect to meet Steven but he claims to be Sam. At that time, he said that he wanted to be someone else and was looking for friends who didn't see him as a child of the Abraham Jhonson family.
"That's why I always follow you, Em. I just... you know looking for the truth if you really are like that."
"Like what?"
"Interesting with your nonchalant attitude."
I look at the gallery on my phone that shows us together a year ago before he actually decided to help the late Billy get out of prison. As if everything just happened yesterday. His voice, his seduction, the look in his eyes, his smile, to his scent. I breathed in with tears ready to slide down my cheeks every time my head reminded of Sam. But if I try to forget him, his shadow always follows me everywhere.
