Why am I always bringing shame to everyone?
My mother said she wanted a tour of the palace and as much as I wanted to decline…I said yes.
When I look into her eyes I’m reminded of everything I am and have been afraid of.
Why did I think three months would change anything?
Why did I think that the next time I see my mother, I would be able to look her in the eyes and tell her what I actually want and not what she wants.
“Why are you slouching so much? Don’t tell me this is how you have been walking around in the palace!” my mother looks angry, as usual.
I’m not slouching…
“I’m sorry mother” I say instead. She looks smug in a way, Miriam’s brows are furrowed as she followed behind us.
Jess and Mia were both looking at me with a strange expression, I wonder what they were actu
