CHAPTER 22: ONE SIDED LOVE

Bree

The house was still and quiet, like the air in the atmosphere needed permission to blow. I tucked myself out of bed and dragged my lazy feet along the long hallway.

Mother and father weren't in the living room, so I went ahead to their room. I knocked twice and helped myself in before they answered.

“Morning mother, morning father,” I said, locating the bed. I sat in between them and I noticed that they only stared at me. My greeting even went unanswered. It was an expected reaction, I barely greeted my parents in the morning and just went about my business.

“Morning Bree, did you have a nice sleep?” Father asked, caressing my blonde hair.

“I tried,” my hoarse voice reached my ears. I had cried myself to sleep last night, praying in between that Alexander would look at me the way I wanted.

I knew that I was spoiled, not by my parents of course but because that was just what I wanted. I believed nobody could talk to me anyhow, I sat heavily on the respect and properties that