Too Late, Mother: I Am Reborn
helplessly, comically fixated on being agreeable a
of the sharp, manipulative edge she'd always prized in Jessica, immediately enroll
re a di
ation." She ended up agreeing with her role-playing partner so
opted such an exaggeratedly submissive posture that
"wasted potential," though it was never cle
Susan's expensive tastes, took a nosedive
ld declare, glaring at me as if I were somehow r
and, was a source of const
fter another disastrous report from Jessica's "Social Gr
of dead-end jobs. Barista. Ware
ht into the black hole o
n. I smiled, I a
processor running complex calculation
er to Caltech arrived, complete with a ful
ibrary computer, fueled by lukew
letter before
le, then flushed
g? What on earth are
able technology," I said
eds you here. She's going through a difficult ad
lessly flipping through a
you left?" The SRO-LPA made her default to agreeabl
right, Sarah. Family comes first. This...
andon my future. For Jessi
re ready to sacrifice me on the a
said, my voice b
ed. "Good girl. I kn
ey had me. Trap
had n
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