The dining table was too small for everyone, so we'd pushed it against the wall and set up a buffet-style dinner instead. Bodies filled every corner of our living room—Mom and Alexander on the couch, Nate arguing with Maya about basketball in the corner, Riley perched on the arm of a chair looking almost comfortable."This chicken is actually edible," Maya announced, brandishing her fork. "Evie, did you make this?""Ryder made it. I supervised from a safe distance.""Smart woman."Riley laughed, and the sound was still strange enough to make everyone pause. Three years of therapy and nonprofit work had softened her edges, made her almost approachable. She still had her moments of sharp observation and cutting wit, but now they felt more like defense mechanisms than actual cruelty."How's the trafficking nonprofit?" I asked her."Exhausting but also rewarding. And…good..yeah mixed feelings." She took a sip of wine. "We helped twelve women escape exploitation last month. Got them into
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