Friend?

“Lilliana, what is the meaning of this?” my mother’s nasally voice interrupted my thoughts. I’d been replaying my day with Chaos and Elliot over and over in my head. The thrill of finally harnessing my magic had my heart racing with the purest form of excitement.

Chaos told me there was no way that was everything I’ve got and that was equally terrifying as it was exhilarating.

Turning my head, I met her icy glare, holding up the contract that I’d revised for Gwen as well as the new one for Moira.

I shrugged, “What do you mean, mother?”

My patience for her was incredibly thin anymore. I don’t have the time or effort to put into dealing with her constant berating, and I no longer feel I deserve it either. I realized that allowing her to continuously put me down was a form of punishment I was inflicting on myself because I felt as if I deserved it.

“You cannot reverse a contract that I officially signed,” she growled, “I made sure that there were absolutely no loopholes. This j