Turning eighteen didn't make Audrey any more independent.
Theodore still controlled her trust fund, her passport, and every major medical decision. Vivian picked out her clothes and weighed her every morning. She even insisted on bathing Audrey herself when Audrey was twenty-four, claiming her daughter could never wash her back properly.
Audrey tried to escape.
When she was eighteen, she called me from the train station. By the time I got there, Theodore's men had already tracked her down.
They sent her to a private psychiatric facility, where she spent three months. The family foundation paid for her treatment—and for the doctor who diagnosed her as impulsive, paranoid, and a danger to herself.
By the time Audrey was released, she'd been molded into exactly what her family wanted.
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