Not The One

My name is Reyna Miracle. Even though a part of my name is Miracle, there's nothing miraculous about me. My body portrays the tales of my life. Every feeling, every heartbreak, every emotion. Marked. Inked. Stained. A walking canvas of my messed up truth. But there's one confession I can't put in a tattoo. A confession that will kill me to tell, but my best friend died before I had the chance. Now I'm left with him. The only one who can hold me in the night and squeeze that spot on my neck ...