Kimberly POV
I moved around the palace trying very hard to be invincible, trying hard not to be noticed. I closed myself to people for the first few days I was home.
No. The palace was not my home. My home was back with the twins.
“May I come in?”
I was seated at my desk, writing a list of what to do during the summer. I looked up to see Mom in the doorway. I must be preoccupied that I did not hear Mom knocking.
“Of course.” I smiled at her. “Sorry, I didn’t hear you knock.”
“I did not knock-on purpose.” She smiled back at me, albeit rather tight. Her lips were pursed. “I know you will pretend to be sleeping or will not answer. I’m lucky that your door was not locked now, so I was able to open it.”
Ever since I came back, I would always remember to lock my door and windows, especi
