Elana.
I have been hiding away in my room since the meeting this morning. Father was generous to give me one more day in his house before I went off on my own.
I preferred to waste away in my room till my final banishment date. Because what is the point of showing my face to a world that would only mock me?
The kitchen was the only other place I had been in because I needed to eat so I could have enough in me to feed my baby.
Though she had grown enough to start eating normal foods, I wasn’t ready to risk her choking on any chunks just yet.
When we got back from the council meeting, I came straight into my room and bawled which led to a transition to slumber.
I was enjoying my sleep of sadness when I felt a thug on my hair. I could’ve said it was father but the weight of the pull was
