Irene Jones POV“Ma’am, where are you leaving?” Albert asked as soon as I reached the main gate, still in yesterday’s clothes, hair untouched, skin tight with sleeplessness.I was glad Theodore had left the room last night. I had even thought of helping with his wheelchair, but he hadn’t needed it. Not from me.I hadn’t slept. Not even a blink. That was why I was leaving first thing in the morning, before the entire family crawled out and climbed onto my spine again. My apartment was probably empty by now. Theodore’s people had been hauling things out, and I didn’t even know where my own belongings were anymore.Could deal with that mess later. Boxes, missing clothes, lost things. All manageable. What couldn’t be dealt with was the family drama. Not again. Not this early.And now Albert had caught me before I could slip away and think. He stood in front of me like a wall, polite and immovable.“Nothing much,” I replied, forcing a smile that stretched my face in all the wrong places. I
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