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

smell so strong it rose even through the plastic and turned my stomach.

The woman extended her hand.

“Give it to me.”

Camila took a step back.

“No.”

The woman’s voice changed.

No sweetness. No performance.

“I said give it to me.”

Sofi, pale and shaking, whispered something almost too quiet to hear.

“My mom didn’t leave.”

The entire patio went silent.

I felt my continue reading …