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