Jackie POV
I sat on the sofa, completely bored.
This was actually not me. If I remembered correctly, I had been bored for generations.
It had been a couple of hours since Mom left, and now I was all alone in the house. I tried to occupy myself with different things—cleaning, arranging, even flipping through channels—but nothing worked. Nothing at all.
This wasn’t who I was supposed to be. Why did I suddenly feel this emptiness when this had always been my life before? I had always been alone, always quiet, always indoors. Yet now, it felt different. I felt restless. As if something inside me had shifted and refused to settle back into place.
Maybe I needed a change in my life.
I decided I wasn’t going to cook and had already ordered pizza. I glanced at the door again, wondering why
