was s

er mother, and lately, she was growing tired of it. Iris had been wonderful when Indianna was younger-adored her, doted on her, did everything she could. That changed

last. Tomorrow or the day after, Iris would return to wandering the house, lo

gs. She collapsed onto her double bed, letting the soft duvet swallow her. Her eyes fluttered shut as she replayed the day in her min

lt the world spin. Nausea hit her like a wave. Her stomach churned, sweat beaded along her back, a

ter, the contents of her lunch were in the bowl. Gasping, she clutched the side, gripping the seat to keep herself upright. Her body weakened

her breathing ragged. She rubbed her eyes and stumbled back into her room. Outside, it wa

on the light. Her reflection was pale, dark circle

er headache and calm her body. It helped briefly, but stepp

in her stomach. She tugged a vest over her head, stumbled, and grabbed her bed for supp

eeling, she reached for her shoes. She didn't want to go to school, but maybe a

to school? You are

lt him before she fell asleep, and since waking,

going to s

d day. I can'

can, and

des, I'm not staying

n't ge

frowned.

be the reason y

the onl

d stay ho

couple of hours. Her voice sounded like she

bably

ood, bracing herself. I gue

it only made Indianna feel worse a

't have com

, Indianna replied quickly, narrowing her eyes at the ground as s

beau

-haired boy stepped in fron

Indianna felt immediately uncomfortable as his

se of her soaring temperature, but her shorts and vest

king. He clearly thought he was charming, but Indianna just

ly and stepped aside. "I ha

a hand on her arm. Indianna stiffened, recoiling from

ly, he pulled her forward. She crashed into his chest, dazed for a m

nk as far away as she could. "A pretty little thing like you

her heart hammering in her chest.

ter you, darling." The edge in his v

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ou