All her life, she'd been looking for her origins come hell or high water. All her life, she'd been transferred from one foster home to another. All her life, she'd been a stray, for the lack of better word. All her life, she'd convinced herself that it can't be worse than she thought.

She watched Quinn and Puck dancing lovingly out of the corner of her eyes while she sang. She forced back the tears. She suppressed the ache in her heart. She focused on singing. Because this would be the last song she'd ever sing in this choir room. And she truly would miss these people. Because she didn't stand a chance. Not anymore.