“Where are you? My kids are hungry, and the table still isn’t cleared!” my sister demanded on my birthday, as if cooking, cleaning, and caring for her children were automatically my responsibility. – Welcome

chose,” I said quietly. “You just didn’t know I knew.”

Daniel’s father cursed under his breath.

Ashley snapped, “You went through his account?”

“Our account,” I replied.

Daniel lowered his voice.

“Claire, don’t do this here.”

I stared at him, my cheek still burning.

“You did it here.”

Then I took my keys, walked through the silent crowd, and drove away.

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