Mirellie
In fact, if this had happened a week ago, she probably would have been rapping her cane against my ankle while informing me exactly how unsuitable I was for the position.
The realization settled strangely inside me. Maybe Hannah had been right. Maybe part of the problem was that I had never truly known who I was.
For so long, I had accepted whatever everyone else told me. Useless, disappointing, inferior. A mistake, an embarrassment. I had heard those things often enough that eventually they became facts in my mind but now something was changing.
Not because I felt different, and certainly not because I had suddenly developed confidence in myself—Moon Goddess knew that hadn’t happened. The change was happening because Hannah had planted herself firmly between me and everyone e
