I leave the party despondent. After all, my godfather didn't even allow me to speak to anyone. He just handed me over to one of the security guards who brought me home.
Simple as that.
He didn't even let me say anything, said it was a matter to be dealt with later.
I hate when he does that. How infuriating.
My godfather smothers me with care, but he is the father I never had, so I have to obey him.
I wish I knew what is happening at the mansion, to know if he will tell the truth to his children.
The truth about me.
"Calm yourself, Briana, being like this won't help anything." That's what I tell myself, taking a deep breath to find calm. A bath will help and soon after sleep will come. That's what I do, I go to my room and look at myself in the mirror once more before taking off the
