Olivia - Safe Keeping: Kept Safe in Bloomington, MN

My mother died when I was eleven and then my brother when I was twelve. Back then, I thought I would have rather been at home during the massacre of my family dying in the hail of gunfire. After my adoption, there came order and reason. I made my way through school and even three quick semesters of college during my second life and I wasted it, or so I thought. It turns out that it was just the beginning of my third life...