Chapter 43

Allison’s been on the receiving end of Penelope’s fists since she was a tyke.

She’s always been a top student, but Penelope would tear her high–scoring test papers into shreds every single time.

There was even this one time Grace sewed Allison a pink skirt, and Penelope chucked it into the trash at first sight, snarling, “Only trash should wear

clothes from the garbage”

Allison was trembling all over, her rage towards Penelope and her surrender to fate made it hard for her to breathe.

could’ve survived. You’ve got to keep going to school and get married someday, I’m sick,

threw herself into Grace’s arms, “Mom, you’ll get better; we’ll find a kidney donor, and I’ll find a

know how much that costs? We don’t have that kind of money. We can only live here because of the Flanagan family’s help. Allie.” She called Allison by her nickname, her eyes filled with tears, “I’m sorry for making you suffer

tears, Grace held Allison tight, but she couldn’t say any

Nighttime had arrived.

and a

Dylan smiled, “Yes.”

a chair outside the

moist and red.

her in this state, Dr. Dylan felt a pang in his

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