It'd been a month since I've been in Italy along with everyone else. I had good times and bad times here, but that's what life was all about. When it gives you lemons, you make lemonade. Cheesy, I know, but it's true. I hadn't known that I would be leaving here so soon, but it was probably for the better. All the memories that I have here aren't all the best that I could actually smile about.
A fight broke out with the Moon Blood Pack.
All because of me.
My parents died.
All because of me .
My heart was broken.
I did it to myself.
I was injured.
Trying to be someone I'm not.
I hurt my mate.
All because I wasn't thinking properly.
The list could go on and on only if I stayed here, but I knew I would be back soon with more calming thoughts and to do what I was born for. I sighed a
