It was nighttime, the time you loved the most because you and Valeria would always watch the stars. You were both in high school and good friends because Valeria loved to hangout with you. You are her best friend.

Now you sit on the roof of your house, watching the stars as tears fall from your eyes. You were told that you had to move away from the place you grew up in.

How were you gonna tell Valeria? Valeria made her way to you, sitting down next to you and holding your hand.