MARLIYA'S POV
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I barely slept, I tossed and turned, dozed off but woke up several times between every half-hour nap. It feels like a hundred hours until the bright sunbeams shine through my open window. The light breeze blows my curtain away, letting it flapper, letting more light in. My eyes become teary as the bright light burns my eyeballs. I just want to close my eyes and sleep, but I have a life that I need to figure out.
I roll over on my side, leaning on my elbow as I glance at the time, it's almost six and just as I'm about to get out of bed, there's a knock on my door. I still as I look at the chair that's hooked under the handle. It was the only way I could keep my parents out.
"Marliya, are you awake?" my mother's soft voice brings back a vile taste in my mouth. I can not
