The Home at the End of the GPS Was Hell

I've always had a terrible sense of direction, constantly getting lost since I was little.

The worst time was when I was eight; I almost got kidnapped by traffickers.

So, Leo, my brother, gave me a GPS watch and taught me how to use it again and again.

"Just follow the GPS, and you'll find your way home, got it?"

I nodded hard, and from then on, the watch never left my wrist.

But soon after, Mom's biological daughter was found, and my family changed completely towards me.

Even if I didn't come home for a whole night, they wouldn't worry anymore.