“I Came Home Early to Find My Parents Packing My Life Away Without Telling Me”

Quiet neighborhood, very safe. Five minutes from Sylvia’s house so she can keep an eye on you.”

Aunt Sylvia’s fingers paused on the sweater she was folding, and I felt her watching me like she was waiting to see how I’d react.

I felt something crack open inside my chest—not a dramatic shatter, not yet, but a quiet, sickening split. Like the moment you continue reading …