Bella:
The next time I opened my eyes, I saw it was already morning. I pushed my legs off the bed, and just as I was about to stand, the door to my room swung open, and my mother walked in.
“How are you doing this morning?” she asked flatly. I sighed, wondering why she kept acting like she cared.
“I’m alive and kicking, contrary to what you thought,” I said, looking her in the eye. Her face was all gloom, but I didn’t care. She had made my life a living hell, and whatever it was, I was sure she deserved it. The room fell silent for a moment as I got to my feet, my legs almost giving out beneath me. I stumbled, catching myself with a hand on the bed.
“You should lie down. The doctor will be here any minute now,” she said. I rolled my eyes and stood up again.
As I took a step, someone k
