When I turned twelve years old, everything suddenly changed in a way that I did not expect at all.

There was no goodbye and no explanation, because one morning I woke up and noticed that the house next door was completely closed and silent.

I later learned that his grandmother had passed away, and shortly after that, he had moved away from the neighborhood without telling anyone in advance.

I stood in front of their door with my school backpack on my shoulders, crying as if I had lost a very important part of my childhood that I could never get back.

After that day, I never saw Connor again, and his absence left a quiet but painful space in my heart that I did not know how to fill.

15 Years Later

I eventually grew up and became someone completely different from the little girl who once cried in the courtyard while making bold promises about the future.

I worked extremely hard in school and managed to get into a prestigious university in New York, where I studied law and graduated with honors.

Everyone around me kept saying that I had a bright future ahead of me, and they believed I would achieve great success if I continued working with the same determination.