Riley POV
It's dark outside, the wind is howling, and I can feel the chill in the air. I remain seated, cloistered in my room, busily scribbling away at my desk. I'm studying, ignoring the sound of the wind, with my entire focus on my homework as I study. Maybe if my grades are better, my parents will be proud of me again. Maybe if I can show how hard I'm trying, we can become a better family instead of me feeling like an outsider. I want them to care about me and not just Sofia, who can do no wrong.
My door bursts open, and Sofia comes racing in, grabbing hold of my hand and tugging at me as I try to avoid being pulled away from my work.
"What do you want, Sofia?" I ask warily.
Just last week, she broke one of our mother's favourite antique vases and blamed me for it. That got me a w
