Pink roses were everywhere – the wallpaper, the curtains, in a vase on the table. “Hi, love,” Sophia said. I spun around. She was leaning against the counter with her hands clasped in front of her. “Where are we?” “In your mother’s head.” She held her hand out, and I clicked across the kitchen to meet her, still in high heels. “If we’re going to go through her memories, we have to start with the first day she remembers.” I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed. “I don’t want to see her life. I don’t care.” Sophia grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it. “It will help you understand what led her to hide you at your school.” I rolled my eyes. I wouldn’t call abandoning a child to become famous, hiding. “You won’t have to see every day. Just highlights. Okay?” I shrugged. It wasn’t like I had a choice. I didn’t exactly know how to get out of her brain. A little girl with blonde hair, maybe four years old, ran into the kitchen with us, leaving a mud trail behind her.
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