ROSE When I wake up, the sun is fully shining into my windows, and I want to throw my pillow at the blinds so it will block that annoyingly happy light. Why should it get to be happy when I’m not? Instead, I sit here, just staring at the ceiling, frowning. “I’ve heard a rumor, that if you get hit while making a face like that, it will forever be etched as your permanent expression… but I’m pretty sure that’s not true. Wanna try it and see? I bet I can smack you pretty hard. After all, lots and lots of practice in the bedroom.” Melinda’s happy voice rings out. I don’t even look over at her. “I don’t need or want to know what all you do in the bedroom, Melinda.” “Oh, why not Rose? It could give you some ideas for you and Tyson.” She snickers teasingly at me, and I feel my cheeks turning pink, but then the situation of my current reality hits me again and I sigh. “Nothing will be happening with me and Tyson,” I say forlornly as I finally sit up and face this crazy woman that I have c
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