I used to dream of the day I would be able to carry on my Mama’s legacy.
To follow her footsteps and attend her alma mater.
I would listen to her for hours during her chemo treatments about all the friends she made and the amazing parties and events she attended.
But life had a different path for me.
I never thought my soul mate would become my step-brother, or that my sorority sisters would hate me just for being a legacy.
What was supposed to be four of the best years of my life turned into lies, betrayal and heartache.
My college experience was nothing like I had hoped, but if I could go back and change things, I wouldn't dare.
My eyes are open now.
I will never be blindsided again.
I had made a promise, but some promises are too hard to keep.
It's time I take charge of my own life, and live for myself ... but is it too late? Has my life been forever changed?