The moment I burst out of the house, the icy air slapped me across the face, but it was no colder than the burn inside me. My fingers trembled as I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles whitening. Thank God I had access to one of the cars in the house.
Everything outside me blended into one blur of city lights and black road. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't understand.
Calvin had been playing a long game. And I was the prize.
A choked sob clawed up my throat as I gritted my teeth, pressing harder on the gas pedal.
Mily's words echoed in my mind, over and over again.
"Calvin didnt marry me because he loved me. He married me because of you."
No matter how hard I tried to reject it, the truth sat heavy in my chest.
The jealousy. The possessiveness. The way Calvin had always interfered in my life, dictated my choices, always hovering at the edge of my world. The way he had married my sister and kept me close, never quite letting me go, never quite giving me a reason why.
