Ginger:

I stare at my mum without words. This time, I am not scared she found out-matter of fact, I am pissed she snooped through my stuff. That is so wrong, and she needs to ask for permission to do that.

"Did you think I was never going to find out?" she asks, and I scoff.

"No, Mum. I didn't think you will not find out-I didn't care at all." I hold her gaze, waiting for her to break.

She keeps her eyes on me, her breath shaky as her face reddens.

"How did you get it?" she grits her teeth, and ...