Chapter 56

Moira's POV Last night was the best time I've had with Mirielle—we spent time chatting, playing games, cooking together, and doing many fun things that we rarely did before. At night, she wouldn't let me sleep in the master bedroom—I wouldn't have wanted to anyway, because every time I entered that room, flashbacks of that disgusting incident came back to me. I didn't want to be there. I wouldn't even be in this house if Mirielle hadn't asked me to. I was still awake when Mirielle fell asleep in my arms. She kept repeating the words I longed to hear. "Mom... your hugs are so cozy. Your skin is as soft as cotton and as supple as mochi." I always laughed when she said that. Now I rarely hear those words except in moments like this. Mirielle might say that Bella’s embrace is much more comfortable, just like Jude prefers that slut's body over mine. I tried to close my eyes, but my heart was restless and forced my eyes to stay up. Jude didn't come home. Even when morning came and I was abou