Covering her ears, the little 7 Year-old little Blair hides under her bed. With her parents fighting every day, she prays for the fights to stop soon. Then she thinks where it went wrong? They were not like this from her early age, the love their parents shared when she was a baby felt true and promising just to end up with fights and hatred towards each other.

Blair's pov:

"I just wish I could disappear forever from a certain house which we happened to call it "home", but in reality it's just a shelter without its warmth."

From this point little Blair thinks love is not eternal and lasting. That it fades with time and breakups are bound to happen.

When the fight finally stopped, little Blair with her little figure runs out of the house sobbing. Away and Away she finds herself under a tree. While the sun was shining brightly, the tree gave her the perfect shade.

"Thank you Mr tree, i guess you are the only one who cares about me." Then she sobs again till she falls asleep.

Julian's POV:

"Do you guys even have some shame?? Instead of wishing upon their afterlife, you guys are fighting over the properties. Mom and dad would be saddened if they saw you guys now."

Julian lived his best 7 years of life until their parents sudden death. Today would count their first death anniversary and his relatives and cousins are fighting over the shares. Julian has never been the same bright kid since their death. His kind grandfather took him in and had been living with him ever since.

Julian couldn't resist his anger towards his relatives , he then storms out of the big mansion and ends up crying under a tree.

Blair's POV

Little Blair wakes up due to the sound of someone crying. She looks for the sound and finds a boy crying at the opposite of her.

She takes out her neat handkerchief and taps the arm of the boy. The boy heads up and Blair offers her handkerchief to him. The boy accepts it and dries his wet eyes.

" Thank you" says the boy.

" Your welcome" !!

" Why are you crying little boy"??

The boy stays silent. " Ohh so you don't want to answer me, it's okay."

The boy eyes her and still remains silent. "You know you ruined my sleep little boy!?"

"Who's your little boy, I'm 8 years old!!" says the boy.

" Really? But you are smaller than me! Drink more milk"

"I don't need a girls advice" says the boy.

" what's so wrong with a girls advice, I'm just being nice to you."

"I never asked for you to be nice with me" says the boy.

"so rude!!! , I hate boys"

"So do I hate girls" says the boy.

"give me my hander chief back"

"Of course, i did not intend to take a

Girls handkerchief anyways" says the boy.

"And I didn't intend you to even let you have it"

" uffff, girls are so annoying" says the boy and walks Away.

"I wish I never meet this brat Again. " Then Blair returns to her room.