Chapter 115

*AURORA* I wasn’t having it easy. I wasn’t having life easy at all at that time. Even while I was at the Sullivan’s house, it wasn’t so easy to accept that I was no longer a Diaz. I had wanted it to be a dream, a bad dream. I had prayed for it to be just a nightmare. I was switched at birth? My father was a monster? I was the daughter of a murderer? It was all so hard to accept back then. And I fell into depression. My depressive state was so bad that Alma had to make me see a therapist. I was put on drugs and a lot of treatments plans. Some days, I called Hannah but she wouldn’t pick up. Because they were still coming to terms with it, Alberto wouldn’t pick up either. And when he did, he had told me not to call him for the meantime and that they were focusing on their daughter. But what about me? I tried to reach out to my birth mom but that didn’t work either. I felt abandoned. The only people who were there for me, who tried to make me feel loved were Lucien and his family. And yes,