everything that happened,” he muttered.
“Maybe I don’t,” I agreed. “But she’s about to.”
I ended the call before he could answer.
Sometimes the strongest thing you can do is stop explaining yourself to people who never listen.
If your family was built around a lie you never consented to, how far would you go to make everyone finally see the truth?
Two days before Christmas, the mask finally slipped.
My phone rang again.
This time it was my mother.
Not texting.
Not hiding behind Ryan.
A full old-fashioned call.
