This whole chapter will be from the point of view of Vincent
The luxury rehab facility was like something out of a magazine, all sleek angles and gleaming windows. It was the best we could afford after draining our savings. Anything to save Louis.
I watched numbly as he hugged Mom and Dad goodbye, making tearful promises to get better. Then he turned to me, arms open. I let him embrace me stiffly, anger and hurt still churning in my gut.
"You’ll pay for this later," Louis hissed in my ear, his voice dripping venom. "I'm going to f**k up your life. Just wait."
He released me and flashed a rueful smile for our parents' sake before vanishing through the glass doors with an attendant.
I swallowed hard, a chill prickling my skin despite the warm sun. What did he mean by that? How could he
