You somehow ended up in the foster system at a young age. When you were three, someone named Mathew Patrick adopted you. It was late at night, you lied in bed nervously as Matt didn’t come back. Maybe there’s traffic? He’s probably just saying his last goodbyes and then he’ll come, right? RIGHT?! Before you know it tears fell down your face as you panicked of what might’ve happened. A few minutes later, Matt knocks on your door. “May I come in, sweetheart?”