you're under is literally killing you. You need to be admitted. You need complete res

dn't afford. I signed the papers to discharge myself against

ad once shared with Sarah and Mia felt like a tomb. I spent Thanksgiving alone

n't text. It was as if I h

t was broken. Sabotaged. The wires had been clipped. A petty, cruel act designed to ma

moment, I thought it might be Sarah. I

gne in his hand. The background was my parents' house,

"Just wanted to wish you a happy Than

g on the couch, her head resting on Liam's empty chair, a contented smile on her face. Mia was showing off a n

ving fun," I said, my

f his tongue. "But we have to keep our spirits up. By

blank mask. I wouldn' t give him

go. Sarah's calling me. Enjoy

He had cut off my credit cards, too. I checked my account. Zero balance. Of

d my shivering body, when the doorbell rang. I ig

eephole. A woman in a simple coat stood on my porch,

oor a crack. "

e is Mrs. Gable. A... friend of yours was worried

wafted from it-roast chicken, mashed potatoe

" I asked,

a kind smile. "She just said to tell you that not all d

ed once. This was from her. A simple

"Thank you," I

lt around my heart. I set the bag on the kitchen counter, and the dam inside me finally burst. I leaned against the counter and wep

n within me. They wanted to destroy Ethan Miller. Fine. Bu

one when she answered. "It's

unded. I crept to the door and saw Liam and Sarah inside. They were shredding documents, planting evidence.

ed security, the company' s internal t

in at my house," I sai

my entire family waiting for me in the living room. They were arranged like a tribunal. Liam and Sar

ve you been?" my

s a gift from Eleanor, delivered that afternoon. "And what is this? Where did

ou, Ethan! After everything we are doing to protect you, you go out and spend mo