“What did I do?” I ask back, still pissed off.
“I just received a text from K, Bash. Explain to me why she texted me this; I need a recommendation letter from Uncle Seb. Explain, or I swear to God you will not get our help this time.”
I bite my lip while shaking my head. “I-I don’t know, Lizzy,” I say, defeated.
I walk out of her office, looking back once again before closing the door behind me.
“What do you mean you don’t know?” she’s still yelling into my ear.
“Lizzy, calm the freaking down! You are damaging my eardrum.”
I hear a beep. When I check my phone screen, she just hangs up on me. Seconds later, my office door swings open.
Dad walks in first. Mom follows, and then my sister.
I sit on my desk, cross my arms over my chest, and prepare myself for the inevitable. I’m ruinin
