I'll Be Good for You
She walked over, tapped her fingers on the table, and said in a calm, deliberate voice, "Don't think this little performance is going to make me forgive you, Delia. Once you've had breakfast, the driver's taking you back to the center."
The blood drained from my face. My voice came out shaky. "W-What center?"
Miley sneered. "The residential treatment center, of course. You need to be fixed. The way you acted last night was disgraceful."
Her words triggered a flood of nightmare memories. Dread twisted hard in my chest.
I sprang to my feet, screaming, "No! I'm not going! Miley, if you send me back there, I'll die! I mean it! Mom and Dad are already gone. Do you want to kill me, too? They'd nev
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