Mae POV
After a very restless night's sleep, I wake up to the sound of hammering outside of my bedroom door. I groan and pull the covers over my head, wanting to disappear from the world. I am sure Kieran and Tish were up all night arguing about me. Both seem to think they know what is best for me without asking me what I want.
The hammering continues, and I roll over onto my back, knowing there is no way that I can fall back asleep now. I crawl out of bed and glance at myself in the mirror before I leave my bedroom. I am still wearing the oversized t-shirt from last night, and it is speckled with blood from where Jameson hit me.
My cheek is swollen and bruised, with a deep cut across my bone. I lean into the mirror and inspect the cut. It probably could have used stitches, bu
