I found myself glued to the spot, finding it nearly impossible to move—or perhaps the problem was that I didn’t actually want to move—instead, staying to watch the make believe tea party as it took place in my backward. I didn’t dare to remove my gaze from Blair, who had been smiling the entire time that she had been playing with the girls.
I would be lying if I said that her smile didn’t look strained. Come to notice it, her entire posture seemed strained, but luckily for her sake, the girls seemed oblivious to it. They had adjusted to the make-believe world of grown-ups where they could have tea parties. If only things were truly that simple…
I watched as Ivy shoved Ana and I felt my shoulders tense on their own accord, wondering whether or not a fight was about to break out. I
