Grace’s POV
I hovered outside Aunt Harriet’s door, trying to decide.
Although she has mentioned severally how she’ll be there for me; I am not sure if she just said it or she truly means it. I am so desperate to talk to someone; a woman or any other person who can actually understand. Steve would have been an option, but he’s a man and may not understand besides he’s the only friend I truly have in the entire school, including Rohan, who is evading me.
Belle flitted through my mind for the tiniest of seconds today but she’s Belle and I don’t trust her plus she moves around with the school’s chatterboxes so I deleted her from the list of confidants. Now, the last person is Aunt Harriet.
I raised my hand to knock on the door when it flung open. Aunt Harriet was standing at the door loo
