Ryan POVI stood there for another moment, wanting to argue more, but I could see it was pointless. My stepmother had made up her mind."Fine," I said quietly. "But please, just remember that she is doing her best. She is terrified about tomorrow. She does not need more pressure right now."My stepmother did not respond. She just waited for me to go inside.I walked past her into the house and headed upstairs, but I did not go to my room. Instead, I stopped at the top of the stairs where I could see down into the living room. Robert had disappeared back to his bedroom, clearly wanting no part of whatever conversation was about to happen.My stepmother closed the front door and turned to face Lila, who stood in the middle of the living room looking small and fragile."Sit down," my stepmother said, pointing to the couch.Lila sat.My stepmother remained standing, pacing back and forth in front of her. I could see the tension in her shoulders, the way her hands kept clenching and unclen
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