Chapter 40

If there was one thing I hated, it was being born on Valentine's Day. My parents rarely had any nights for them to go on a date, so of course I would let them go on Valentine's Day, even if it was my birthday.

I hated Valentine's Day in general. There was nothing wrong with it. I just hated it.

"You look mad," Belle pointed out as I was shoving my books back into my locker.

"It's Valentine's Day, what do you expect?" I asked. "It's a stupid day and it makes ...