her bedroom surrounded by shopping bags.
Laughing.
Brent beside her.
The comments scrolled rapidly.
Someone asked how she afforded everything.
Mia laughed.
“Easy.”
She held up the bracelet.
“Dad pays for it.”
More laughing.
Then another comment.
What about your mom?
Mia rolled her eyes.
“Mom barely leaves her room.”
Brent smirked.
“She’s basically furniture.”
The room suddenly felt very cold.
I saved the video.
Downloaded a backup.
Then another.
The next morning I called my attorney.
By noon, I called my accountant.
By evening, I called my financial adviser.
