Maddie's POV
I was not myself this morning as images of what my mother had told me were running through my mind like how I had pictured what she explained. I don't know if I was going to be sick or if I'm just hurt and angry that she had to go through that and the result of me. I didn't want to talk to anyone either. I had ignored my phone entirely, but I made my way to work.
I had promised Bella that I would create a dress for her. So with this pile of work on my desk, I knew that Mariko would be here to get his batch to help me. I was in black heels, light blue jeans, a white blouse that was tucked inside of my jeans and a black formal jacket. My hair was curled but pinned up. When I took a cab to work earlier, the weather was the same as my mood, it was about to storm again.
I got up
