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Chapter 92
Amber
My leg hits something as I stretch out on the bed. My alarm clock had gone off thrice but I was yet to get up. Leaving my bed meant I had to leave my room and go through and awkward meal with mother staring at me as if I had grown horns on my head. I couldn’t deal with that yet. It was too much. So I turning in bed and lay in a feotal position bidding for more sleep to come.
I pull the covers to engulf me with its warmth and lull me to sleep. This becomes improbable with the weight at the end of my foot. I don’t recall leaving anything that heavy at the edge of the bed. It had to be some schoolbooks or my enc
