Chapter 8

Desdemona

I could feel mother's glare on me from where I was lying in bed.

"You are still beautiful so get out of that bed and go get yourself a rich man." She pulls the covers off my face. "Or a job because these bills are not going to pay themselves."

I had informed her of me quitting my job and now here we are.

"Mom,leave me to rot away." I pull the blankets over me.

She heaves a sigh and I feel the weight shift on the bed.

"You've only been in bed for a few hours." She uncovers me and wraps the blanket around herself such that I was unable to snatch it.

I sit upright. "Tell me what happened."

"I quit."

She laughs then stops and frowns. 'wait. You're serious." Her eyes searches my face. "You are really serious."

That's the first thing I said when I walked in here. Now I have repeated it and she still doesn't believe me.

She jumps to her feet as if the news has bit her. "No. No." She is everywhere around the room and I'm starting to get dizzy.

She stops. "No,dear. You are going to g