HOLDING THE TEMPO (NEEDING HARMONY #4) BY JALIZA A. BURWELL EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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“Stop touching your face so much.” Lillian smacked my hand away for
the tenth time.
“We’re almost done.” Hazel leaned close enough for me to stare at her
slightly parted lips as she put more makeup on my face and then used her
finger to mess with it. I swore she was giving me clown eyes.
“Why is there so much makeup? The costume isn’t that hard.”
“We’re doing that pop-punk look—it takes creativity. You’re a beautiful
girl, Cadence, but the whole ‘I’m gonna kick your ass’ isn’t you.” Lillian
flashed a big smile. “You’re bubbly.”
“I’m…bubbly?” I tried to understand what that even meant. Bubbly?
Wasn’t that about being a happy-go-lucky person who laughed all the time?
Wasn’t that for people who lived only in happiness?
Hazel laughed. “If you were a social girl, you’d be giving us a run for
our money. You could probably take over the school if you wanted to.”
“You’re adorable,” Lillian said in agreement. “You easily put people at
ease when they see you. Draw them in.” She smirked, her eyes sparkling
with humor. “The guys would agree with us.”
I didn’t know what to do with their compliments. It was hard for me to
believe. My looks had never been a priority in my life. I knew I was decent
enough, looked fine in what I wore, but that was as far as my thoughts
went. I didn’t have time for anything else as I focused on music and
surviving.
“So, you’re trying to turn me into Avril Lavigne,” I remarked, doing my
best to change topics. When I looked in the mirror, I didn’t see what they
saw. I saw a girl who carried enough of her dad’s features to make her
mother despise her. I saw a girl trying to fight to breathe each day. I saw the
pain I felt every day.
As if sensing my downward spiral of thoughts, the dull pain in my back
spiked to life, but only briefly. Then it went back to the dull ache that
seemed to follow me around today. The only remaining physical proof of
my mother’s attack that sent me to the hospital and left me with a spinal
injury that didn’t want to go away.
Everyone kept telling me it could be worse. That I could have been
stuck in a wheelchair. I didn’t feel so lucky when I woke in the middle of
the night with back spasms. Or ached just trying to lift things from the floor.
The most frustrating thing was when I needed to sit at my piano for a long
span in the proper position. My back really didn’t like me doing that. My
music, the one thing I had that I loved, suffered because of an injury my
mom caused. It was a bit comical, really, considering Lindie had always
prioritized my music over anything. It was what’d allowed her to live
comfortably. And then she’d even damaged that.
The doctors were hopeful my spine was going to heal. The longer the
pain lasted, the less sure I was. But they all kept saying the same thing over
and over again. Spinal injuries took time to heal. I just needed to be more
patient. To keep waiting. To keep dealing with the pain.
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