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.

way we 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

only live here because of the Flanagan family’s help. Allie.” She called Allison by her nickname, her

back tears, Grace held Allison tight, but

Nighttime had arrived.

white coat passed by the nurse’s station, and a blushing

smiled, “Yes.”

on a chair outside the patient’s

up, her eyes moist and red.

her in this state, Dr. Dylan felt a pang in his heart, “Are you worried

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