EMMA’s POV :
“Honey, you should eat something,” mom said as she watched me play with this spoon full of oatmeal.
I woke up this morning with swollen eyes and a heavy heart. I wished I didn’t have to wake up. Tiff and Carrie had to go to school, so mom was back watching over me.
“I’m not hungry,” I sighed and pushed the bowl away.
“What’s going on with you? You were fine yesterday,” she said. She was as sharp as always.
I stayed quiet and reached for my book instead. Tiff and Carrie had brought over my homework and books so I could stay up to date with the lessons at school.
“Did something happen last night?” mom said again. She was studying my face and I was trying my best to avoid eye contact.
“No, mom. I’m just not hungry,” I replied simply.
“Emma, I’m y
