Chapter 90
- Luka's POV
- "Sometimes I wished they were dead. I prayed I would wake up one morning and my parents were fucking DEAD,"
- I stared at my best friend in disbelief. We've always had so many heart-to-heart talks, and serious conversations but he made it seem as if his mental health was perfect. Every day I bombarded him with complaints of my own not knowing he was going through stuff as well.