Remembering Sunday

Daughter. Sister. Best Friend. Quiet girl with a heart of gold. My name is Reagan Carter, and this-what you see above-is my life. At least it was until Cole showed up and me question everything I've ever known. I've always thought there was something different about me, but now he's given me the reason why. The windows to my glass house have been shattered and there's no way with what I know now, they can ever be put back together again. Reagan Carter is dead. And now it's up to me to remember Sunday.