Aurelia's POV
Talia decided she would clean the house next morning, and I agreed.
I only didn't mean it.
I waited for as long as two hours for her to sleep before moving as quietly as I could to stop Talia from hearing anything that would wake her up to see me and picking up the bits and pieces of the things I had left broken and destroyed in my tantrum. Even now as I looked at all the damage, I found it difficult to believe I had done so much in so little time.
We would be off to school the next morning, which meant that cleaning up would begin far later than Talia thought. I had to do it first, and now.
It was all me after all.
The whole place was a wreck, and I tried to salvage the things I had damaged the least. The rugs were ruined, and there were now deep scratches in the floo
