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Chapter Fourteen

Penulis: Onuorah Linda
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-03-28 22:38:48

Carolyn's POV

I was completely drained by the time I stepped into the house.

Today at school had somehow been worse than yesterday.

And I had no doubt that tomorrow would be worse than today.

I didn’t know how I was going to survive this.

Without thinking, I started walking past the sitting room, heading straight to my room. I didn’t have the energy for anything—or anyone.

But then—

“Good afternoon to you too, Carolyn.”

The sarcastic voice made me jump.

I turned abruptly, my heart pounding, only to find Aunty Pat sitting in the living room, watching television.

“Wow, calm down. Why are you so jumpy? Are you o—”

I didn’t let her finish.

I collapsed into her arms, my body trembling as the weight of everything I had endured crashed over me.

And then—

The tears came.

I couldn’t stop them.

I sobbed uncontrollably, gripping her as if she were the only thing keeping me from falling apart completely.

“Oh my God, Carolyn!” Aunty Pat’s voice was filled with panic as she wrapped her arms around
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