e Bray, Katherine Hull's first love. The man who had a

ays, emerging with puffy eyes and a distant look. Soon after, she started co

ed changing too

, helping Annamarie with his homework. Annamarie, who rarely smiled, even for me, was laughing. A genuine, uninhibited laugh tha

r family, my carefully built world

nothing between us, Elise," she'd say, her voice tight, defensive. "We're married. Why are you so j

pline, my attempts to guide him. "Jace never tells me what to do!"

Jace was my dad," he'd said, his young face contorted

gash. Blood welled up, thick and dark, staining the pristine white of Ann

membered his wish, whispered into my ear as he blew out the ca

e twisted my

o the edges, and tossed it into the overflowing trash can. It landed w

. A text message notificat