Henley
As soon as I got in the door, I ran up the stairs. I was almost at the top when Mom stopped me.
“Henley, did you have fun today?" She was smiling when I turned around.
“Yeah, we had a great time—"
“I love the dress you're wearing," she cut me off. “Did Declan take you shopping today?"
I nodded. “Yes, but can we talk about it tomorrow? I'm pretty tired and want to get some sleep."
“Okay, sweetie." She sighed, her smile fading. “We'll talk at breakfast." She started to walk away but thought of something. “Oh, Henley?"
“Umm?"
“When your new wardrobe arrived, I had the maids take everything up to your room."
I nodded, smiling. “Thank you." I started to walk away, but she stopped me again.
“Henley?"
I sighed, defeated, as I turned to face her. “Yes, Mom?"
She placed her hand
