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12: Box of cupcakes

Author: nayaa
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-13 04:48:19

Imogen’s POV

I stirred as the light, filtering in through the window, hit my face. I made to stretch but I bumped into another body. My eyelids immediately flew open, I craned my head and found Agatha fast asleep behind me, with her arm still draped loosely around my chest.

A warm feeling slowly began to fill my chest but I immediately pushed it away. The last time Agatha had been this way with me was when I was thirteen and had gotten my period for the first time. I had been so terrified and uncomfortable, my father had to call Agatha and she came back home to give me ‘the talk’. I had felt so much better. But Agatha was gone the very next morning and I didn’t see her until my fourteenth birthday when she took me away.

Agatha was terrible at showing love, if I didn’t know better I would think she wasn’t my mother. For every tiny act of love she showed me, she ripped my life further apart. She may have given birth to me, but she was not my mother. She never has been.

I removed her han
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