ARIA’S POV
Lying there, I felt so weighed down by all the disappointments that could even swallow me alive. Disappointment from remembering her actions towards my mom and the way she treated her words all led to severe sadness and a sensation of betrayal. I thought she had changed; I thought she could finally let go of her wicked ways, but no, she proved me wrong because her wickedness was incredibly growing day by day.
The creaking of the door immediately broke the stillness, and I turned my head, narrow-eyed, to see Dr.. Smith and my mom, Bella, were walking inside. Dr. Smith is a crisp figure in a white shirt and black pants, his stethoscope hanging about his neck like a badge of office. He also had with him a black bag, the contents of which are unknown, although its presence says a
