Later that night that idea was out the window. I was tossing in bed and couldn't sleep because my brain was spinning: Was I nuts for skipping this much school time when everything was piling on? Did Soo remember to pack my belt that I needed to go with that outfit? Was Daddy getting pissed off with how I'd been behaving lately?

I flipped onto my side and glanced at my phone. It was two in the morning. I hated my brain sometimes.

Then I felt Daddy shift in the bed. Unlike his house, I had a Queen-sized bed, so it was a tighter fit and easier to wake up...