Chapter 42

• "Bella, you can't throw everything away like this, did you at least listen to what he had to say?" my mother asks me.
• "Yes, mom, and I'm not going to throw anything away," I reply, sobbing.
• "Then, what is all this?" she asks incredulously. I gasp and bury my face in my hands, refusing to answer. "Alright, first calm down, go to sleep, tomorrow will be another day, everything will be different," my mother says cheerfully and removes the strands of hair that have stuck to my face from the tears.