#Chapter 97 - A Surprise Question

Stella The boxes in my apartment tower over everything that I own. The cardboard boxes fill my vision no matter where I turn to look, turning my once cutely decorated apartment into a cat’s dream with the amount of boxes that sit across it. I moved back in just a week ago and my parents thought that sending me with new clothes, dishes, decorations, and even mugs would have been a good idea for me to take. I am grateful, though, for their support. After awhile, I finally felt like it was safe for me to come back to my own place. After spending all of that time in their home, I began to miss having some time for myself and the privacy that I wanted so desperately to have. Now I do and I have never been happier! Well, as happy as I can be, at least. I poke my head into the boxes, looking at the black dress bags that sit inside. My lips push to one side of my face as it scrunches up. I have to tear my gaze away from them so I do not upset myself further. My father has been so p