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I watched as the black SUV disappeared into the night, its red taillights cutting through the darkness like a wound that would never close. I couldn\u2019t move. My knees buckled beneath me, and I collapsed onto the cold pavement, my breath coming in shallow gasps.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley was gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And this time\u2026 it was final.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hadn\u2019t even looked back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d\u00a0<\/p>\n
spent years convincing myself that blood meant something, that what we had-what we used to have-was enough to keep her tethered to me, to this cursed family. But I was wrong.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d destroyed it all. With my own hands. With my cowardice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
By the time I managed to drag myself into my car, my fingers were numb from the night air. The engine roared as I sped through the darkened streets of Stormridge, pushing the limits just to feel something, anything, beyond the gnawing pit in my chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I arrived at the hospital, the air reeked of antiseptic and pain. The sharp, anguished cries coming from the Ebonclaw Pack\u2019s private ward nearly split my skull open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My parents\u2019 morphine had worn off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Father\u2019s guttural screams shook the walls. \u201cPain pump! Give us the damn pain pump, now!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mother was curled in a fetal position, tears streaming down her cheeks. \u201cI can\u2019t-I can\u2019t take it anymore,\u201d she sobbed to the nurse hovering helplessly at the foot of the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I couldn\u2019t let them have it. Not yet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not after everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stormed into the room, and before the nurse could even lift the pump, I growled, \u201cNo. Don\u2019t touch them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My voice came out raw-more feral than human. The nurse froze, wide-eyed. My father\u2019s pain- flushed face turned from pleading to furious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you insane?\u201d he barked. \u201cYou want us to die in agony?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A bitter laugh tore out of my throat. I didn\u2019t even know where it came from. It just burst out-\u00a0<\/p>\n
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loud and cracked and manic.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was losing it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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The sound of shattering glass rang out as I swept an entire tray of medicine off the cabinet, sending glass vials scattering across the tile like spilled blood.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room went silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
All eyes on me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know who else had to suffer without a pain pump?\u201d I roared, chest heaving. \u201cRiley. In a rogue prison. With her leg shattered, her bones protruding, and no one to even set it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Father flinched.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe lay in a cell, bleeding and broken, because of you. Because of Scarlett. Because you chose your precious adopted daughter over your blood.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mother\u2019s lip trembled. \u201cKael\u2026 she\u2019s always been so stubborn. Always starting fights-of course she got herself hurt. You know how girls like her get treated in prison. She brings it on herself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBrings it on herself?\u201d My voice cracked. \u201cYou think she chose to be beaten until she couldn\u2019t walk? That she wanted to lose everything? Her education? Her future? Her dignity?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mother covered her face and sobbed, and for a brief second, guilt pierced through me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But then I saw Riley\u2019s face again-pale, drawn, eyes dead with exhaustion, standing behind Lucien Duskgrave like he was the only thing left keeping her upright.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t cry. She didn\u2019t scream. She just looked at me like I was a stranger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A stranger she loathed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s gone,\u201d I said quietly. \u201cShe\u2019ll never come back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Father tried to sit up, teeth clenched against the pain. \u201cDon\u2019t be dramatic. She\u2019s a selfish brat, always was. Everything was fine until she started making trouble.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFine?\u201d I spat. \u201cYou blackmailed her into taking the fall for Scarlett. She had a full scholarship to Ashmoor Academy-do you remember that? She could\u2019ve been a battle instructor by now. But instead, she spent five years in that hellhole so you wouldn\u2019t lose face in the Pack Council.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re being ridiculous,\u201d Father hissed. \u201cScarlett didn\u2019t even want that stupid embroidery award. Riley must\u2019ve sabotaged it to make her look bad.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned to him slowly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cYou think this is about a piece of thread?\u201d My voice dropped to a whisper. \u201cYou think that was her breaking point? Do you have any idea what it does to a person to be discarded like garbage by the ones she called family?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
They stared at me, stunned into silence. For once, the two of them didn\u2019t have a response.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe doesn\u2019t want anything to do with us now,\u201d I continued, almost calmly. \u201cAnd I can\u2019t blame her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mother whimpered. \u201cBut we raised her\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou raised her to serve. To be lesser. You paraded Scarlett around like a daughter of honor and shoved Riley into the shadows.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s not even our blood-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s my sister.\u201d I growled. \u201cAnd whether or not she ever forgives us, she deserved better than what\u00a0<\/p>\n
you gave her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t look at them anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned and walked out, leaving their broken bodies and worse, their excuses, behind me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Let them suffer for one night. Riley had suffered for years.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Let them scream.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Let them feel what it was like to be unheard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because I finally understood what she\u2019d felt all along.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And by the Moon, I\u2019d never forgive myself for being part of it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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