Grown-ups were conditioned to mask all crumbles and rumbles with insouciance.

When I got back to the bedroom, I went on with my routine—I took a shower, brushed my teeth, blew my hair, and went to bed.

However, I was just tossing and turning.

This very night, Ashton didn’t come to bed.

Both of us had our own emotions to deal with. To talk it out would only cut deeper into our wounds.

As I finally started to zone out a bit in the wee hours of the night, a man opened the door. “Scarlett.” In a deep soft tone, he called out my name.

He walked up to my bedside and murmured my name a few more times but eventually stopped. I wasn’t responding

“I’m sorry.” His voice whispered contrition.

I couldn’t be bothered, and let my self sink deep into my sleep.

By the time I batted my eyelids open, it was already late afternoon.

I got up and went down to Summer’s bedroom. That was when I saw a middle-aged lady in the living room.

Her name was Flora, the new caregiver Ashton hired. She greeted me affably and went back to her task.

Ashton had hired her to take care of Summer.

had gotten much better, and was playing

this sight, I decided to let it be, and just as I started to head back to my room, Flora called out.

right down.” And I trod back to my

and only then did I notice how long my hair had grown. It

shoulders. Macy once made a joke about it, saying that I could use my short hair to turn down love confessions. All I had to do was

would get the message sooner

thought of the past. What might seem silly for that instance had turned

in its own peculiar ways. No matter the twists and turns our lives took, what was yours would always fall into your hands. On the contrary, despite persistent efforts, you’d eventually

That must

turned around while braiding my hair. To my

I swiveled back, and everything went half

quarrel last

and I could see his gentle eyes observing my every braid through

meet his, and kept on with my business. But

silence, and so

Huh!

put out his. “We’re going to visit Hannah later. Do you wanna put

mind! We

He never had to give in since he’d been treated like

took out the hairband, and tied

go to the company?” I rubbed my lips

the idea of putting on make-up as I wasn’t really in the mood for it.

so pretty!” He tried to butter me up in a

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