Audrey dropped me at my house and drove off. The fact that he knew my house now, I was a bit bothered. What if he came looking for me and he met my mother. I tried not to imagine. I hadn’t even seen my mom in days. Maybe she got tired of the fact that we shared the same space. It bothered her like it’s also awkward and distressing for me. Going to grab something from the kitchen and meeting her there. Things were always weird between us, ever since my father’s death. To some point, I felt she had always hated me and loved my sister more. She was always happy with her while I was mostly resented. I was the one doing everything so we could be comfortable but she never saw that. Never looked at me as her daughter. I wanted to hate her. I wish I could hate her. I couldn’t just bring myself to
