felt prepared. I was a go

early thought her plan to make me fail, first by disabling my alarms and then by

rived. Mark and Susan, my biological

situation, that Olivia was their biologic

ying out, just

triumphant, as

said, her voice dripping with false sympathy

ng along. "Yes,

k up my small bag, Ol

locket from my neck, the one Mom Ashto

ys been mine," she his

ht her. I le

ressed, but Dad Ashton

e, Dad Ashton pulled me aside

. "Chloe, I... I bought this for you. An

ew sedan, parked

had only fueled Olivia's resentment,

ed his hand o

tly. "But I can't. I want a

artbroken, b

rs' car, I saw Olivia showing

said brightly. "As a sign of

t I chose specifically for Chloe on her six

s smile

the Baxters, my real f

ream was over. Now I ha