SLOANE
I stared blankly at my phone, half mad at my mom for even sending me a text to come back to New York. And for what? To sign some goddamn papers to give that jerk Nicolas some approval to adopt Mira?
And…the other part of me? Well, I was just numb.
It was Camille. She didn’t think about anything, or anybody else when it trickled down to what she wanted. First, she didn’t think of how her intent was going to affect me.
A few weeks ago, when I came to Aragon for the first time. Well, I won the case, and got my father out of prison like she’d thought otherwise. A knock sounded against my door.
I gave the floating words another brief glance, and tossed my phone against the bed. “Yes, come in…” I paused, and dragged air into my lungs. “Dad,” the word came out a bit weird, but I wa
