Brielle's POV
My bond with Aunt Claire wasn't what it used to be, and I knew I had messed up big time, I shouldn't have spent the night over at the boys' place, but I desperately wanted to be with them that night.
I sighed and stepped down from my room, thinking that maybe starting a dialogue with her would help soothe her anger toward me. I walked down the stairs and saw her in the sitting room getting ready to leave the house.
"Aunt Claire?" I called, “Where are you going?" she raised her head to see me. She had a faint smile on her face as I came closer to her and asked.
"To the grocery store, we don't have any groceries," she replied, I sighed as I remembered it was my fault we had no groceries.
"I can help you get it, Aunt Claire," I responded, even though leaving the house at
