[Heaven, my best friend, do you remember that time we put those glow-in-the-dark stars in your bedroom? At that time, you promised that if the day comes I feel worthless because of a guy who made me feel that I was not enough, I can come to your room.
Thinking about it now makes me feel warm inside. Thank you for being a good friend to me. I know I wasn't perfect, but I'm still grateful you've always been there for me. I don't always say this, but I really love you, Heaven. If only you know how much...
And I'm sorry for what I am about to do. It's just that... everyone is so cruel. I didn't do anything wrong but pursue my dream, but why is everyone so harsh to me? I can't take it anymore.
Sorry.]
Heaven marched through the hallway of a condominium building with a stoic countenance. Paula's message had been in her mind on repeat, making her wonder whether it was true or just another scheme her friend was cooking up.
