Black Roses

-Piper Mitchell-April 25th was the day I was born.It was also the day I died.Blood was still rushing through my veins. Oxygen was still saturating my cells. But for all intents and purposes, I ceased to be among the living.Going back to New York for my sisters wedding was a mistake, but I made her a promise.It would be a quick trip. Show up, say the right words, then Id be gone. This time for good.I didnt think anyone could understand what was taken from me that fateful day.Not until I met him.-