I huffed as I was pushed into the library. I could hear Nico slam the door behind him.
“What you did was not okay!”
“What I did showed that I’m not one to be trifled with.” I spoke with a grave tone. “She thought I was just a little- I’m not someone she can just push around! I’m not someone she can force into hiding away and avoiding the problem-”
“Where is this really coming from?” Nico interrupted me, his brow raised. I stilled. Was I projecting all my frustrations on her? Just because I had to leave? “Kim, you can talk to me.”
“I guess I should tell you… I should’ve told all of you.” I sighed, turning and leaning on one of the empty tables. The wood was rough beneath my fingertips… “When I was around fourteen, my mother… died, or disappeared. Either way- she was gone. I always figur
