er. He had expected tears, begging, a dramat
"You break Liam's heart, you terrorize Willow
errorized," I said, my voice co
everything handed to you, and you treat everyone like dirt. Espe
d. "What are you
to die. Dad found that specialist, he donated his own money, he did everythi
lished and perfected over the years, a family legen
d he was dying. A rare blood disorder, the doctors said. He needed a bone marro
asn't a match. They tested
mother holding my hand, her face pale with worry, whispering how brav
es, conveniently leaving out my role. Then, when Willow arrived, eager for a hero to worship, the story morphed co
s fury, at the absolute conviction
," I said, my voice barely a whi
rd and his hand cracked across my face. It was the second time in
s liar! You always have to be the center of attention! You can't stan
He looked at me with such profound hatred that it finally
l records. I still had them
uth wasn't what he wanted. He wanted the comfortable lie. He wante
say ano
e hand, the box of broken promises unde
behind me for the last time. The air outside was cool and clean. I took a
ghtness. The feeling of having