“This is where I bring you and Ariella, it’s the only store I know of, that’s why.”
“You’ve ruined the shop by dragging this trash in,” she snaps, motioning to Raelynn sobbing.
“Can you stop yelling? We are in public, Valerie.” I remind her. “You’re not just my sister but a respected figure out here, so before they lose respect for you, I suggest you calm down.”
“But—”
“Calm,” I repeat. “This is a public space, people have long begun staring.”
“This is all your fault. You should have died on your way to the f*****g funeral.” She hisses.
“Get up, Raelynn.” I sigh. “Raelynn.”
She pushes up onto her feet, using the sofa for support. Her hair is sprayed all over her face. I take her hand and drag her out of the store and back into the car. This wasn’t a good idea, I didn’t thoroughly th
