~Andrea
"Get out of the bathroom!" Jace yelled, his fist slamming against the wood with enough force to make the frame rattle.
I sighed, staring at my reflection in the mirror. "Can you wait a minute? I'm almost done!" I snapped back. I was so annoyed that I accidentally dropped my hair dryer into the sink with a loud clatter.
The loud sound of his banging came again.
He wasn't letting up. At this point, I was beyond fed up. My life had been a whirlwind of resentment since my mother decided to get remarried just a few months after my biological father died.
It’s been twelve years, and honestly, I still haven't forgiven her for moving on so fast.
The irony was that her new husband, Reese, was incredible. I actually called him Dad now because he was the best thing that ever happened
