Chapter 119

• Amara's pov
• I kicked the door shut as soon as I stomped into my room. My hands wiped my face trying the clean off the remnant of my tears. I had been happy, this was technically the best birthday month ever seeing that Cora and I could throw off the rogues and we could finally see ourselves in the good enough light but it was all ruined.
• Don't you think we were too harsh? Cora asked as I stumbled out of the bathroom having freshened up and worn my nightie. They haven't always made us feel inadequate.