THE DARKNESS

Ginger: I stare at my mum without words. This time, I am not scared she found out—matter of fact, I am pissed she snooped through my stuff. That is so wrong, and she needs to ask for permission to do that. “Did you think I was never going to find out?” she asks, and I scoff. “No, Mum. I didn’t think you will not find out—I didn’t care at all.” I hold her gaze, waiting for her to break. She keeps her eyes on me, her breath shaky as her face reddens. “How did you get it?” she grits her teeth, and I shrug. “I went to the Shadow Pelt Pack to see my mate and boyfriend, who is now my fiancé.” I slip the ring on my finger as I say this. Then I watch her grab her dress by the chest, opening her mouth, trying to draw in more air as her breathing becomes rapid. I try not to care, but deep down it is breaking me, and I can no longer tell if she is faking or not. She is an expert at putting on masks, and this might not be any different. “What are you going to do about it?” I ask, not backing down.