Richard's P.O.V
Flashes and more flashes, all the f*****g time. I was so tired from the flight, I just wanted to go home and sleep. But then again, do I have a home? The only place I could call a home was my Nana's place but she passed away two years ago and shortly after, my father passed too. I can't explain how I feel about it, I didn't even get to say goodbye or that I loved him or that I was sorry. I didn't even get to tell him that I wasn't angry anymore, my father passed away thinking that I hated him. My mother didn't even want me to go to my dad's funeral, something about the press and the paparazzi. we managed to keep it off the public eye, nobody found out and as far as people knew, I was in Canada that week. After my father's private funeral, my mother didn't look at me, she d
