down her cheeks.
“Everything you’ve done for me,” I said slowly. “Tell me, Vanessa. What exactly have you done for me?”
She blinked, reaching for arguments that weren’t there.
“We give you a roof. We take care of you—”
“You take care of me?” I cut in. “When you bang on my door at six in the morning and tell me to make breakfast? When I wash your clothes,continue reading …
