My family banned me from the cruise I paid for—so I kept the penthouse, moved them to cheap cabins, and let them face the consequences

loudly to anyone nearby.

Then Mom saw me.

She froze.

Dad turned.

Sienna followed his gaze.

Their expressions shifted all at once.

I stayed by the window and kept eating.

Slowly.

Peacefully.

They stormed toward my table.

Dad reached me first.

“What are you doing here?”

I folded my napkin and smiled.

“Enjoying my vacation.”

Sienna’s eyes dropped to the gold penthouse continue reading …