We left while it was still dark before dawn.
My mother dragged her suitcase down the stairs, pausing to look back one last time. That apartment had been ours for over a decade. She used to smile and say, "Nora, when you get married one day, I'll repaint the walls."
Now she said nothing at all.
My father walked ahead, carrying the two largest woven bags. His injured hands shook under the strain, the straps digging into his skin.
I kept my eyes down, scrolling through my phone. Every missed call was from Simon. I removed the SIM card and tossed it without a second thought.
At the same time, Crestmont City was in total upheaval.
The engagement banquet video was leaked and spread like wildfire throughout their circle. Rumors ran rampant that the Scott family heir had been pretending to b
