32-My Blood Is Murky

Lavender:

“Mom, what is this?” I asked my mother when she stormed upstairs to the attic. It was her first time being in my room. I was slightly hoping she came to see if I was being taken care of. But from the looks of it, I could tell that wasn’t the case. She was holding some papers in her hands that seemed to be the reason she had come to my attic.

“Your brother filled these forms for you and submitted them,” she muttered, looking upset. I noticed someone else standing right next to the door.

Nikon had fixed the lock for my attic bedroom door. He said he would give me privacy, so I was hopeful he wouldn’t bother me again like he had before.

And now that my mother was telling me he had even filled out the forms for me, I was kind of looking forward to becoming a doctor. I had been saving so much, but my family would drain me completely. I had eventually stopped thinking about spending money on my education and lost the desire to achieve my dreams.

I felt selfish for taking help from