HERMIONE
I wake up at exactly five a.m. and run through my mundane routine, despite not having work to attend to this morning.
My schedule has been altered to accommodate my arrangement with Aiden. My surgeries have been postponed, while critical ones that can't withstand the new development have been transferred to other professors or rescheduled.
I resent how Mom continues to shape my life according to her desires and whims. I've been living under her guidance for years; isn't it time for me to be set free?
At 25, I'm old enough to choose my own battles and fight them. Yet, she's content on keeping me under her control.
I'm increasingly agitated this morning as I exercise, dreading what lies ahead.
I absorb the brief moment of silence surrounding me, the only sounds being my har
