C23 Responsible
VIVIAN
The loud murmur of voices from outside my room stirred me awake.
Rubbing my eyes, I strained to make sense of the conversation echoing through the walls.
The voices were familiar… my foster parents. Unease gripped me as I threw off the covers, my heart suddenly racing.
Why were they here so early? And why did it sound like something serious was going on?
Taking a deep breath
