Evelynn
“Why are we doing this? I don’t want to. I feel gross and I just want to stay in bed and watch reruns of Hells Kitchen and bask in the brilliance of Gordon Ramsay and yelling at the dumbasses who can’t seem to cook in front of a damn camera.” She snapped as we pulled up to the salon and spa. She’s been in a mood and frankly, it’s starting to piss me off.
I know she’s hurting but she isn’t telling me what else is going on. All night, she snapped at everyone. Travis stayed downstairs in Connor’s room, and I quote, ‘fearing for my life because your kitchen is full of other sharp objects she can use to hurt me’. Zander tried everything to calm her down but nothing worked. I even had mom make more brownies for her since Travis at all of them and as soon as she saw them, she turned her
