Clarabell's POV
I had been putting off making a decision for weeks, but the weight of it all—the falsehoods, the feints we did, the threats, and the complicated jumble of our lives—made me do it.
I required clarification. And my mother was the only one who might unintentionally hold them. So much for not bringing up our troubles before her.
When I showed up without warning, I had no trouble getting past the housekeeping workers. Most of them were accustomed to me coming and going, so when I walked by with a quick smile, they didn't question it. Usually, I wouldn't even have noticed them, since they are practically trained to become one with the environment. Today, I ensured that I acknowledged their existence, even if not verbally. No one was having it easy, so it would be madness to
