Rebecca’s POV“Rebecca, wake up, you can sleep through a storm.” My mother opened up the curtains and exposed my room to sunlight. She wouldn't understand that I spent the whole night thinking about the mating proposal I got from Tyler.Tyler wanted to mate with me? Why? He bullied me when we were younger, and now, just because he thinks we are grown, he comes asking for a mate. I mean, so many girls will be willing to mate with him, not me, at least when I haven't figured out what exactly is wrong with me. “Rebecca, don't make me pull you out of bed,” My Mom warned me. I was overthinking again, “Mom, I am up”. I was hoping she would leave me alone just for today. I didn't want to face my reality for just one day.“Freshen up and come for breakfast,” My mom said, and left my room. “Okay, Mom”. I didn't want to leave my bed, but it's not like I have a say.As I made my way downstairs, I could sense something was different and slightly off. I could hear whispers. When I got to the
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