The following day, Becca walked into Angela's room to find her still sleeping . It was late in the morning and she was still asleep which is so unlike her.

She walked to where the curtains were and pulled them to the side, standing with both hands on her waist for some time, she stared at her daughter who was laying down like a log of wood on the bed

The rays of light that penetrated from the now opened curtains didn't seem to do anything or help out in any way. She slept still like a day old baby and with the way she positioned on the bed, Becca...