Chapter 9

Ami finding a man with the same name as her baby is hilarious because his name is Charming. She really would call it fate. The birds sing outside my window and I know I have to get up. It was now, or I’d waste another hour in bed. Which, in my mother’s words, meant being useless. The nagging voice in my ear was hers. My one goal in life was being useful to her.

The cloud hovering above my head thundered, but I closed my eyes and calmed the rumbling. I had enough on my plate. Spiraling would only hinder me from doing what I needed to do today. I didn’t have enough time to deal with my negative thoughts and self-loathing.

Rolling out of my bed, I rise from the bed like Dracula out of his coffin. My head spins as I jump to my feet and my vision goes black. It clears as I walk. If I don’t make breakfast, I’ll never hear the end of it, and that will only come back to bite me when I try to go out. It doesn’t matter how old I am; I live under h