Grown-ups were conditioned to mask all crumbles and rumbles with insouciance.

When I got back to the bedroom, I went on with my routine—I took a shower, brushed my teeth, blew my hair, and went to bed.

However, I was just tossing and turning.

This very night, Ashton didn’t come to bed.

Both of us had our own emotions to deal with. To talk it out would only cut deeper into our wounds.

As I finally started to zone out a bit in the wee hours of the night, a man opened the door. “Scarlett.” In a deep soft tone, he called out my name.

He walked up to my bedside and murmured my name a few more times but eventually stopped. I wasn’t responding

“I’m sorry.” His voice whispered contrition.

I couldn’t be bothered, and let my self sink deep into my sleep.

By the time I batted my eyelids open, it was already late afternoon.

I got up and went down to Summer’s bedroom. That was when I saw a middle-aged lady in the living room.

Her name was Flora, the new caregiver Ashton hired. She greeted me affably and went back to her task.

Ashton had hired her to take care of Summer.

better, and was playing

and just as I started to head back to my room, Flora called out. “Madam, lunch is ready. Would you like me

worry about it. I’ll be right down.” And I trod

I sat at my dresser, and only then did I

always preferred to have it cropped to my shoulders. Macy once made a joke about it, saying that I could use my short hair

would get the message sooner

might seem silly for that instance had

yours would always fall into your hands.

That must

turned around while braiding my hair. To my surprise, it wasn’t her but

I swiveled back, and everything went half

quarrel

see his gentle eyes observing my every braid through the mirror. There wasn’t

kept on with my business. But there’s a limit

and

Huh!

put out his. “We’re going to visit Hannah later. Do you wanna

my mind! We spoke about this last

in since he’d been treated like a

opened the drawer as I took out the hairband, and tied my hair

have to go to the company?” I rubbed my

of putting on make-up as I wasn’t really in the mood for it. Plus, it’d take time to

pretty!” He tried to butter

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