Amelia’s POV

Getting back to the cottage, I found Mom was already sleeping. I got into the washroom and checked the place where I got the slap.

I saw a bruise there.

A sad smile crept on my lips as I tried to stop the tears to roll down by blinking my eyes for few times.

After throwing water on my face for few times, I got out of the washroom.

Seeing Mom sleeping peacefully, I smiled a little and got on the bed. But I guessed it was going to be another sleepless night as I didn’t get to fall asleep after trying for a while.

I could hear...