At 3 a.m., my stepmother and stepsisters stole my credit card and spent $100,000 on a luxury trip—returning home smug and unaware the card they used wasn’t what they thought it was.

”

Thomas smiled.

“That used to be true.”

Vanessa covered her mouth.

Dad looked at her.

That was the first crack between them.

Not love breaking. Not loyalty.

Survival choosing sides.

Madison took a step back from her mother.

“Mom?”

Vanessa didn’t answer.

Chloe whispered, “Did Dad kill someone?”

“No,” my father snapped. Too quickly. Too loudly.

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