Brutal Lies

<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>This was not part of my plan.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Enrolling at Pacific Prep was supposed to gain me freedom and a feeling of control over my life. Buried truths are being revealed and my goals are becoming less clear by the day.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My entire life I've wanted a family; wanted to know if I had one out there. I've craved answers and now that I'm getting them I don't know if I'm ready.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I have a brother a family.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Sadly the knowledge of that isn't comforting because I can't trust them.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The same distrust extends to the guys that are invading every aspect of my life. Suddenly they're everywhere demanding the truth from my lips and tugging at a heart that's been cold for far too long.</span></p><p><br></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Will the truth set me free or rip me apart?</strong></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>