Fiona's POV
I was in my room playing with Dorris' little daughter. Her giggles were echoing in the room, and it warmed my heart up. It warmed my heart to know that she wasn't crying anymore, and it also warmed my heart to know that her mother didn't die and with time, she would come out of the hospital.
I was just staring at her as she told me about some dumb stories about her classmates, the ones that she bullied and that made me laugh. I didn't picture her to be a bully in school.
“I remember how I beat two new pupils in my class. They thought that I was a weakling because I was gentle,” She said again, and I couldn't contain my laughter anymore. I laughed so hard. She was one hell of a funny girl. The fact that she said they thought that she was a weakling because she was gentle. Thi
