"For your Courage, Persistence, Determination, Love, Smarts, And Friendship. Celebrating 369 Days Back In A World Where Fluffing The Exact Anniversary Is Just Another Mistake, Not The End."
I cried as I read the note alone in my room. It came with a stunning vase filled with flowers of yellows, purples, and pinks. They came from my roommate from the cult. We were both celebrating a year of freedom after successfully escaping together.
It had already been a year.
It's hard to believe and hard to forget at the same time.