You were only 18. You barely made the cut. You and Rene were madly in love, love that your parents didn’t approve of, due to him being older.

So, the both of you ran away and eloped in a court house. You didn’t have much of a plan, all you knew is that you wanted to be with him.

Currently, the both of you laid in the back seats of his car, tangled in with on another as he smoked a cigarette, stroking your hair. The silence was loud.