ADAH'S POV
I stared at my phone screen for what felt like hours after Mom hung up. Fourth time. This would be my mother's fourth marriage. The realization hit me like a cold slap in the face.
"Fourth time," I whispered to myself, shaking my head.
My mother had a pattern. First, there was my biological father who left when I was two. Then came stepfather number one when I was five - that lasted three years. Stepfather number two came when I was ten and stuck around until I was fifteen. Now this. Castello Caesar would be husband number four.
Why do I even get surprised anymore? But this time felt different. This time, she was marrying into the family that wanted me dead.
I felt angry and hurt, but what could I do? Mom was going to do what she wanted anyway. She always did. I'd learne
