AMBER
My question still lingered in the air. But it remained unanswered.
Mrs Han barely even made an effort. She was clearly struggling with the right lie to tell me to get my mind off the question. But I wasn't twelve anymore.
“Amber,” she started but I shook my head, stopping her right there.
“It’s fine. You don’t have to lie if you don’t want to say the truth… silence is always an option,” I whispered, slicing the tension in the room.
Her expressionless face flickered but I didn’t wait for a response.
I didn’t need one. Not now.
I stormed out of her office with my heart thundering in my chest with anger. Deep down, I felt cheated and exhausted of the emotional suspense she was putting me in.
Why couldn't she just tell me what I was? Or who I was? Why was it so hard?
My hands cl
