CHAPTER 62: A LITTLE BIT OF PLEASURE
AMANDA'S POV:
I hopped in the shower, letting the hot water wash away the sweat and the confusing mess of the day. Once I was dry, I hauled those groceries into the kitchen.
Mom was actually feeling pretty good today—strong enough to stand by the stove and whip up dinner. We ate together, just the four of us, and sat on the couch watching that one family series we always followed. It felt... normal. Too normal for a girl whose life was a total train wreck.
After an hour of staring non stop at the screen, I let out a long yawn, stretching my arms over my head. "I'm beat, Mom. I think I’m gonna head to bed."
Mom looked at me, her eyes soft but serious. "You know, Mandy... the real reason Donovan came by today wasn't just to drop off food.
