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Chapter 18

Sheila’s POV

I woke up in the morning to find the house almost quiet as I roamed its interior. I realized I had slept the entire morning away, and it was way past high noon.

“Anyone in particular that you are looking for?”

I turned to find Mother standing at the door. A smile on her face and her black, silky hair that I inherited from her tied to a high bun behind her head.

“It wouldn’t matter if I said it,” I said as I flopped into the chair closest to me. She held her smile as she walked closer to me, dropping to the chair gracefully. “Mock me.” I hummed to myself as I turned my head away from her.

“Anything you say matters to me,” she answered. I could feel her hand as she placed them on my shoulder. They felt warm and mushy, like they were made only of flesh.

“I want someone to take this responsibility from me,” I said as I pulled my legs to the chair, wrapping my arms around them in a fetal position. She chuckled at my words and I could feel them vibrate from her body and throu
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