ANMELDENHe doesn’t move or speak. He doesn’t even blink for a second.Then finally, after what feels like decades, he breathes, “What the fuck…”“Exactly what I thought," I say, looking at a spot on the floor.“I thought she was bad,” he continues, running a hand through his hair, pacing now. “I thought sh
I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting here… Minutes? Hours? Days?Time doesn’t make sense anymore. Not after everything I read. Not after everything I know now.I’ve been sitting here, wracking my brain, trying to understand how I missed it all these years. How I never once got even the slightest
I slam the diary shut and hurl it across the room as my chest heaves, my breaths coming in uneven bursts.“Sorry?” I rasp.She was sorry? As if that fixes anything. As if that erases years of damage. As if that gives Sierra back everything we took from her.A guttural sound rips from my throat as I
“My God…” The voice that leaves me is unrecognizable.I thought Chloe and I had built something real, something beautiful, only to realize that it wasn’t. It was stolen.I lived a life that was never meant to be hers. A life that belonged to Sierra.I lived out a dream, while the woman who created i
Sierra’s words kept ringing in my head over and over like a broken record. They just kept coming back no matter how hard I tried to push them away.The entire ride, it’s all I could think about. All I could obsess about, because honestly, they made no sense at all.[Until you understand the full sco
I drag a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly.“I just… needed to see you,” I admit, my voice rough.Her expression doesn’t soften. If anything, it hardens.“You’ve seen me,” she says flatly. “Now you can leave.”The words land like a punch to the gut because I deserve that. I deserve worse.“I kno
Everything inside me freezes. For a moment, it’s like the world just stops. My lungs forget how to work. The room fades. Fuck. I shouldn’t be affected. That news shouldn’t be hitting me like a damn truck, but it does. It’s like someone’s taken a blade to my chest and twisted it, shredding whatever’
Uncle Gabe nods slowly, his usual gruffness giving way to something gentler. “You blink, and they’re adults. Responsible ones, too.” He clears his throat. “Though one of them still has a knack for causing heart attacks every once in a while.”Dad chuckles, but Uncle Gabe turns his piercing grey gaze
Sierra.I hear my name being called, the voice slipping through the edges of my consciousness. There are noises in the background, muffled and distant, like I’m underwater and the world above is just out of reach.Someone says my name again, but cracking my eyes open feels impossible. Every sound fe
When the timer on the oven beeps, Nova squeals, dropping her rag. “They’re ready!”She rushes to the oven, standing on her toes. I pull out the tray carefully, the scent of sugar and vanilla filling the air.“They look perfect,” I tell her, setting them down.Nolan immediately reaches for one, but I







