Chapter 26
Amber Whyte.
Sadness enveloped me the moment my eyes fluttered open.
The night was long and torturous. I had cried myself to sleep knowing what awaited me the next day.
It was my birthday.
It wasn't a fun and joyous day for me. It was like a bitter reminder of loneliness. Of pain. Of abandonment by my family.
A cruel reminder that I had no friends, no well-wishers, no one to celebrate with.
No gifts to unbox. No cake to munch on. No candles to blow out and make wishes.
Just torturing silence.
I never hated birthdays. By the Moon goddess, I love it, but I've always been denied the pleasure of my birthday celebrations by my father and grandmother.
They never let me out of the attic to spend the day with Delilah.
Speaking of Delilah, her birthdays were the talk
