The moonlight slips through the thin curtains. I toss and turn, restless, the silk sheets tangling around my legs like a trap, refusing to offer me even the smallest comfort. It’s as if the more I try to find a place of peace, the further it slips away from me.Every time I close my eyes, I see the confrontation with my mother. Her words echo in my head, slicing through the quiet of my thoughts.Disowned. The word hangs in the air like a curse, a final severing of the bond I had foolishly hoped still existed between us. I had always known it, deep down, even when I was her daughter only in name. Her rejection isn’t the worst part, though. It’s the realization that she never meant well for me.I roll onto my left side, the cool sheets sliding beneath me as I try to steady my breathing. But no matter how hard I try, the image of Knox fills my mind, and a fresh wave of pain grips my chest. He was the only one who ever really saw me for who I am. The only person who offered me somethin
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