And if my wishes came true, it would've been you
“Basil?” “Yeah- it’s just-“ “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” “I just...”
I can hear someone walking down the hallway and I recognize the steps as my father’s. “I have to go, Snow.” She make a frustrated noise, “Okay, bye Basil.” “Bye,” I whisper before hanging up.
There’s a knock on my door and I get up to open it. “Hello father,” I say as he looks down at me. “Have you finished your studies?” “Mostly.”
His expression is blank as he stares at me, “You should finish now. You wouldn’t want to disappoint your mother.” I nod, “You’re right.”
He nods back before leaving, and walking down the hall of our Victorian styled home. I close the door, and I sigh.
I wonder which mother he was talking about.
When I go to sit down my bed again, there’s a text from Simone.
Simone: we should meet up at the library tmrw at that spot we used to sit at
Me: What time?