Maya’s POV
The car spun out of control. Glass shattered around me like sharp rain. My body slammed against the seatbelt then forward. Pain exploded in my shoulder and head, even smoke filled the air. Victoria Cross groaned beside me, blood trickled down her forehead. The world felt upside down for a moment. When the car stopped on its side I could barely breathe.
Sarah is alive. My sister is really alive. After all the nights I cried thinking she was gone. After all the times I let Mr Havisham use my body. After all the shame and pleasure and fear. She waited for me. The thought made my chest tight with hope and terror at the same time. What if she is different now? What if she hates me for becoming just like her?
I pushed the broken door open and crawled out. My torn dress barely cover
