Chapter 28

• I had no choice but to descend the stairs and return to the kitchen. I scoffed and snorted. I didn't want to join Simmy's celebration, and I was disappointed. If only I had known that Simmy would pester me that day, I would have stayed in the hotel room after school. I had forgotten about it because of that stranger at school.
• It wasn't the first time Simmy had celebrated their "friensary." In past years, I would lock myself inside the hotel room, and no one would force me to join Simmy's celebrations. Dad never insisted I return home when I was staying in a hotel. Yet, that night, I had to celebrate with her because I was present in the mansion.
• I passed through the kitchen entrance where the large, long wooden table was on the left side. The kitchen counter spanned the right side of the spacious room, and Simmy stood in front of the long wooden table.