na's
blared in my di
shford and Mateo Blackwood. The ceremony is currently underway at the HMP Grand Hote
from exhaustion but edged with
te
The man who swore
via. My
the TV. The room fell into suffocating si
teen. Naive. In love. And wil
trembling as if he actually cared. "You know Olivia can't survive this. She's just getting her big break. If the pu
s. Stress could trigger another episode. You're stronger, Selena. Take the bla
ieved
ould
ildhood, the one I loved before I
the fall
thought it
that prison cell, Mateo
e sister I protected,
in grand spectacle. Together, they turned me into a
move, it burst open with a loud slam, crashing
are you doing still dressed like thi
my chair, letting a sm
icker in his e
ected the bit
t the sound of his anger. This wasn't the Sele
?" he asked, step
N
What will people say
on the creaky bed, my body sin
n working its way into his shoulders. "So it
s never mine, apparently. But no, I'm no
om and yanked the blanket off my be
"You know how much it means to
I said, my voice like ice. "
e little girl who came back i
ir biologic
ong as I could remember, raised
rundown orphanage, sickly and pale,
shfords, she
thing shifted. Their love. Their loyalty. Their
g. That I was the one they raised. The one who
rse. A
e," she'd said. And so, I was relocated to the poultry house. A glorified s
m for Olivia. An
my father's last gift, to buy Olivia's medication. Giving up my university offer to help run
every
, I was
uest at the
I asked, the words sharp as I fou
rom deep within me, ri
itis, a lingering punishment from the years I spent breathing in the moldy,
rabbed my wrist and started d
ded, I'd refused to take even a cent from the Ashfords. I scrubbed motel floors and cleaned toilets ten
ith a thin mattress on the floor, no
n shot up my leg, a sharp reminder of a
e low. "I'm done pretending.
red. Rage flicke
Selena. If you don't walk in, I'l
ut, slamming the door s
cked mirror above the sink. The reflection that sta
One day, they'll beg to be fo