Seraphina's POV
One week later, I resumed school. I was in my father's car, taking a survey of how the school looked through the tinted windows. I hated coffee so bad, but Mom said I should drink this particular one because it would be good for me.
My full armpits had reduced a little bit. My breasts now fit into my bra, but my stomach was still a little big. But f**k that. Imagine I had died just because of an asshole when my father loves me to pieces.
We waited in line for the other cars to enter through the school gates when I saw students through the tinted glass waving their hands at the car. What manner of fuckery is this? Hypocrites. They don't even know it's me yet!
They removed their phones and snapped pictures, some videoed. Is this the first time they would be seeing a Black
