Yeah right. A good mother wouldn't look that satisfied as she watches her daughter cry. A good mother wouldn't make me feel like such a burden to everyone. A good mother wouldn't call me poison and tell me I ruined her life on a daily basis.
"What's going on up here?"
Mom stiffened at the sound of that voice. I turned my head and tried to discreetly wipe my eyes. Mom turned around as Feral stepped into my bedroom, his eyes flickering between us.
"Who told you that you could waltz right into my house?" Mom asked angrily.
"Your son did," Feral practically spat before looking at me and softening his voice. "Came to get the birthday girl. Everyone's waiting outside for you, Sunshine."
"Sunshine," Mom scoffed under her breath, rolling her eyes.
My eyes flickered to Mom for a moment. She l
