dly

face was pale, her lips tinged with blue. She looked so fragile, as if she m

me. It must have been her. She had reported them to my

e so cruel!" I spat. "Chandler i

ant, as if she were watching a particularly boring

on, the matriarch's instructions were clear. Mrs. Mo

ed Chandler and strode

hroom and drew a basin of warm water. Throughout it all, I felt an overwhelming su

s. "Bradly, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I never

up guilt. "No," I murmured, stroking her hair. "It'

room, my fury blazing like a hellfire. Chloe was sti

face. "Are you satisfied now?

kery. "I don't know what you're talking about. Shouldn't you be

. Caleb had been wrong, I knew that, but

made Chandler freeze in the snow for t

as a soft, quiet sound, but

oked me straight in the eye.

aught me off g

nd, in stark contrast to Chloe's cold, defiant gaze. A

ossible. "Chloe, look at yourself. We've been m

g of every word. "Do you really think a m

break. To see pain

noth

as if I were telling a story about someone el

d slowly.

r, "By the way, that stick was a fake. The real o

n shock. "You...

d my entire family, including my g

mb from h

as a stranger. A cold, calcula

room, clutching my leg. "Uncle Bradly, make

ds snapped me b

divorce papers. B

uld keep her tethered to the Gordon na

nding down to scoop

from her. I needed

, I caught a glimpse of Chloe's face. She was smiling. It

r me. I thought I had been in control, but I rea