"Harmony, I'll drive you to school tomorrow."
It's not a question
and Father's voice echoes in my dreams
until the sun spills through my curtains.
My feet hit the carpet.
I drag myself through my routine.
All is silent on the drive to the gates, until-
"Look.
Orsai wants to see you again.Why did you stop visiting her?I think we need to arrange something,a family meeting, maybe."
And my heart,
it s
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s.