ANNABELLE'S POV
After crying myself dry I pick myself up and head to the shower where I take a nice long warm shower as I try to relax and reconstruct myself to become the old me who would care less about instances like these, I needed to focus on myself. I leave the bathroom and I change into something comfortable, I decide to wing it with black sweatpants and a white crop top, I was starving so I head downstairs where I find my mother at the kitchen counter snacking on some granola when she sees me her facial expression changes and she has a more stern look, this is the look she gives me when she wants me to te; her what is wrong and I was not in the mood, I just turn and look at her before saying,' not now mother, I am very tired and I do not want to talk about it," she shrugs and say
