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Chapter 38

Kamari's Point of View

The windows were cleaned to perfection. So was every tile in the kitchen. Next came the bathrooms and the rooms. Mopping the floor. I did it all methodically. Touched every crevice in the house until I was sure no grime or dust remained. Until my body was screaming at me to just go eat something.

At least my phone breaking meant Nolan couldn't get hold of me. Which was perfect, considering I didn't want to speak to him currently.

But it also meant Zayan couldn't reach me regarding our plans for tomorrow.

It was fine. This was fine. All of it would be fine. I shouldn't let one interaction with my mother define my entire life. Yet her words haunted me. Like the bad aftertaste you get when you eat something sour.

No matter how much I cleaned. Scrubbed. Cursed the high heavens. I couldn't get rid of that voice telling me that she had no choice. If I hadn't snapped back, maybe I would have gotten to know more.

But my temper was renowned for its bursts when it liked
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