She was thr0wn out by his family—only for them to realize too late that the house was hers all along.

house my grandmother had left as my protection.

Nobody moved.

“Leave,” my father said coldly. “Before I forget you’re my daughter.”

There are moments when pain gets so large it stops feeling like pain.

It becomes a room with no sound in it.

That was where I went.

I reached for my coat from the back of the chair.

My hands were steady.

Too steady.

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