Orleans was a night

s shoved towards me, reporters shoutin

going to fall apart right

h Alexis clinging to his arm, b

t even l

n my elbow, fi

Miss Miller," a

han's older brother, the city

a quiet, serious man, a

ing me from the worst of the press, hi

arents," he said, his eyes

o the aggress

oise, he looked at me,

about your parents, Chloe," he said.

his position, to find out what rea

ruth," he vowed,

a lifeline. I

ame my savior, the only person who se

anding, a stark contrast

d about my parents, abou

e feel sa

rate for an ally, I

y, too quickly per

nths later, a sma

rents' deaths was complex, that these things t

I had to. He

ears p

conversation, and a growing, unspoke

Soon, Chloe, we're getting closer,

just the lingering stain on their memor

flame, had dwindle