Eunice’s POVI slammed the door open. Not because I was so vexed that I hated my mom. No. But because I wasn’t even aware I did it that hard. I was lost in the storm of emotions swirling within me. My hand had moved on its own, powered by everything I was carrying in my chest.Do you know that feeling, when something bothers you so deeply that your body acts without your permission? Like when you’re driving and you don’t even realize you’re speeding, because your mind is replaying a thousand painful thoughts on loop, like a movie with no end?That was exactly how I felt at this moment. I thought I’d opened the door gently, respectfully even, but in reality, I had slammed it open like a warning shot.“Eunice?!” my mother exclaimed. Clearly, she was shocked to see me. She hadn't expected me tonight. If I were coming, I would have informed her. She would have made preparations, sent a driver, set up my usual room, and ensured the staff knew I was arriving. But I showed up unannounced, w
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