#Chapter 389 – New Family

Steady and bold, I walk back to the bathroom door, slipping an elaborate blue brocade robe off of a hook and slipping it over my arms. As I tie the belt around my waist, I let myself slip into that Cream Puff Princess attitude that Faiza and I spent hours practicing. Dumb as a rock, I say to myself, emptying my mind of anger and violence and pain. Pretty as a picture. No thoughts, just a desire to please. I paste my best Princess smile on my mouth, but then alter it slightly, reminding myself that I’m not supposed to be deranged. That I’m also scared, and new to this world, even if I’m going to pretend to be happy to be here. “You saved me,” I whisper to myself, practicing my lines as they come to me. “Thank god, you saved me and took me away from that horrible world.” And then exhaling deeply, I push open the bathroom door and step into the room. Of course, all of my plans to play Princess Cupcake are immediately wiped from my mind the moment I step into the room and see th