“Because there’s nothing to talk about. It will come across as complaining, and I’m not going to complain about anything. Not when I have a niece without parents who needs to see strong adult figures in her life working to keep her mom’s memory alive.” “Aubree,” I say softly and reach for her hand, but she moves out of the way. “It’s fine.” She takes a deep breath.
Literally SO mf annoying.
