"Mhm."
"Are you sure?" Camilo asks.
"I just said yes, didn't I?"
His eyebrows raise a little in surprise before he turns back around. Léo sends me a wary look but doesn't say anything else.
My eyes water as I sit back. I don't know why.
•
[YOU WERE ADDED TO FAMILY GROUPCHAT]
ME: Why did you add me too this?
SCARLETT: To*
I scowl.
ME: You have cankles🤩*
DIYA: HAHAHAHAH
SCARLETT: No I don't.
DIYA: You sort of do.
SCARLETT: what?!!??
ME: Shame you can't throw them out with that uni-boob dress. Get well soon. [love heart emoji]
NICOLAS: What's going on?
DIYA: The mother of your child just got roasted by a thirteen year old.
ME: #livelaughceline.
ME: [link—how to get rid of cankles?]
ME: Some tips and tricks their for ya xx
DIYA: [skull emoji x10]
MATEO: That's cold [laughing emoji]
Scarlett doesn't reply. Good. Now she knows what it's like to be humiliated, just like she did to my mother. My throat begins to ache, so I decide to go downstairs. My father is in the kitchen when I get there. He smiles at me as he chops vegetables.
"Hi, sweetheart." He says. "You okay?"
"Mhm." I mumble. "Is there any water?"
"Yeah." He says. He walks over to the fridge, discarding his vegetables, and grabs me a water out of it. He passes it to me.
"Thanks." I say.
"No problem." He replies. "You can stay here if you want. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes."
"Okay." I say, sitting on one of the stools. I pull my phone out of my pocket as I unscrew the lid, bringing it up to my lips. The cool liquid soothes my aching throat.
I have a message from my mother.
MUM: Tell your father to answer his phone!
I glance up at him, then back down. I ignore her message, though again I don't know why.
"Are you feeling okay?" He asks me. "You look a bit pale. We have medicine—"
"I'm good."
Julien walks in then, Léo trailing behind him. They both smile, but I return my gaze to my phone and scroll aimlessly through apps.
"Camilo went to Gracie's house." Léo tells our father, who nods.
Julien slaps his hands on the marble counter like it's one big drum. Léo slides into the spot beside me. "Can we eat here?" He asks. "The dining table is too big."
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Teen FictionCeline Monet has lived alone with her mother ever since she was five, when her parents got a divorce and only one won custody over her. But finally, eight years later, her father wins shared custody. After moving across the country and settling...
