Riley
Soft kisses placed on my face are what wakes me up, but it also wakes up the memory of what happened to me. Tristan is the one that pushed me over that boat, not on purpose, I knew it then I know now, but I doubt that he feels the same. I remember the boy that tried to molest me and would've probably taken it a lot further if Tristan hadn't showed up. Tristan spent his life trying to find me in the ocean, because he saw it all happen and didn't believe that there was any possible way to find me. Guilt must have ripped him apart from the inside out all these years, along with loss. I wish I had it in me to comfort him at the moment, to tell him that I remember and that I don't blame him, but for some reason, I don't want him to know that I remember, because I am afraid that the love
