#Chapter 92: The State Of You

One morning, I’m walking through the common room, when Beau catches my arm and forces me to sit on the couch. It feels like an intervention, with me sitting, and the four brothers hovering over me, glaring down. Archer is holding Mia. She claps as she looks at me, so at least someone is happy to see me. “What’s all this about?” I ask. Beau frowns the deepest. “The state of you.” I glance down at myself. I look the same as always. “You’ve been wearing those same clothes over and over again,” Steven says, sounding somewhat worried. “So?” That’s what people do with clothes? “They’re worn,” Neil says. I wouldn’t call them worn, I’d call them comfortable. Sure, the elbows and wrists and wearing a little thin, but that happens over time. “We can’t buy her new clothes,” Beau says. “Not after what happened last time. She’ll just sell them again.” “I don’t need new clothes,” I say. “But I wouldn’t sell anything again.” Beau huffs a sharp exhale. He doesn’t believe me. “Let her wear