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"Get out."

"What?" Mum blinked twice, clearly taken aback. " What did you say? I'm not sure I heard you…."

"Get. Out." I pronounced each word as slowly as I could, none of them missing the anger I'd injected into them. She wasn't expecting it because the incredulous look on her face wasn't one I'd be forgetting anytime soon.

"Bailey?" She called out to me, unsure. She knew she'd struck a chord and right now she was dangling on life support. " You don't really mean that do you?"

"I do." I grit my teeth. "If you're just going to be on about how Noah is this and that maybe you should leave. You can come back when he's around. He should be back in a couple of days time. "

"Bailey dear." Dad's voice was as soft as the pillows in my room. " Calm down, I'm sure you don't mean it."

"I do, dad." I turned to him, but my words were pointed at my mum. " I want a mother not someone who's obsessed with being royalty."

"Don't speak about me in that tone young lady!" Mum spat, her face twisting into