My parents abandoned me during my hardest battle—then appeared at graduation demanding credit, until the dean announced the valedictorian and their faces changed instantly

what I had accomplished without them. It was realizing that I no longer needed any of those things to prove they had been wrong.

Before we walked toward the parking lot, Laura glanced once more at the embroidery over my heart.

“Dr. Davidson. That sounds pretty good.”

I smiled at her.

“It sounds like home.”

And for the first time, the name Higgins felt exactly continue reading …