lia's pov
i'm lia. i'm 15 years old and i still live in an orphanage. i was abandoned and left by my mom who was always drunk and always had a new man in the house. i don't even know my dad. sometimes, to clear my mind i go for a jog. but today was a different day. i was jogging and i bumped into a slightly taller MUSCULAR man. i said sorry and he did it was his fault as i looked into his blue eyes. he asked where i was coming from and i said st thomas' orphanage in 5th Street and he smiled. i started jogging away and smiled. he looked familiar.
sorry for the short chapter
this is my first fanfic ever so i'm excited
