After what happened that morning, it wasn't difficult for my mother to give me permission to go out in the afternoon to work, although I knew she would have her eyes on me through her guards.
Even though I had hoped to continue the conversation I had left pending with Aly the night before, after what had happened and knowing that, in one way or another, my mother's henchmen would be listening to me, I preferred not to risk it, not to risk my friend either, and I didn't bring up any issues related to Mrs. Celeste Marlowe.
Aly also seemed to have understood that, although she might want to tell me, that was a forbidden topic for us, and we talked about anything other than the twins, Chloe and Amelia's lunatics, much less about my mom.
But now, especially after what my mom had told me that
