Barrette's POV
I moved through the week in a fog. I went to work but really didn't care what happened, and I knew that my clients could tell, and the partners could tell, and I was in such a mood that right now no one would talk to me. I had bitten the head off of everyone in the office. Rita wasn't even talking to me.
I left the office early because I didn't want to be around anyone and I knew they didn't want to be around me either. I got in my car and sped towards home and when I walked up to my apartment door, I really wasn't happy about who I saw standing there.
"Mother, go home." I growled at her and unlocked my door and went to slam it in her face, but she was faster than me and shoved her foot in the way, making it bounce back.
"No, I will not go home. I heard what happe
