Chapter 23 . Full circle

Kelly POV The scent of bleach wafts up in the air, burning my eyes and nostrils. My nose wrinkles in distaste, trying to ignore the feeling that's building in the back of my throat. My Aunt's words replay in my head over and over, breaking down my tough exterior more and more, convincing me that my mother isn't so bad. It definitely shows me that you can't judge someone when you don't know their circumstances. I'm back at it cleaning the pack house, my thick rubber gloves slick with cleaner as I wipe down the toys in the nursery. Whenever I think I'm done with one toy, I would imagine the amount of drool the pups in the pack leave behind and I scrub even harder. After a few hours of non-stop cleaning, I am ready to take a nap, despite the fact that it isn't even past 8:00 AM yet. Cleaning starts early. I hate everything about the pack house, I've always hated it, but more so now with all the dark