{Margo’s POV}
“Tomorrow will be better..” I muttered to myself, as I fell onto my side on the floor, and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
I woke up to soft knocks on my door, and the sound of voices on the other side. “Margo.. we have some people here that are ready to see you.” I could hear Mikey, and Silas chatting, and Angelo was the one speaking.
I sighed, opening the door wide and staring at them. “I told you, my name is Margaret..” I said softly, but slightly annoyed.
“I’m sorry Bambina, it’s just not what we’re used to calling you.. we’ll work on it.” Angelo said, stepping into my room.
I froze, and took steps back. “What are you doing?” I asked, watching him carefully.
He looked hurt, as if me asking him a simple question was the worst thing he’d ever heard. “Sorry M
