I don’t really have many options. It’s not like I would ever have gone to any of my family members with this kind of stuff. Even before I learned that my husband and sister were running around behind my back, I wasn’t exactly confiding my deepest and darkest fears to either of them. They just didn’t know how to listen, how to help.
I’ve been on my own for a very long time.
But now that I’ve ruthlessly eviscerated them, I’m even more alone.
No calls are pinging my phone. My aunts have gone quiet in a way that tells me the group chat I’m not in is probably extremely active. There’s Skye, who charges by the tenth of an hour and strikes me more as a cold-blooded automaton than a friendly shoulder to lean on.
Which leaves Priya.
Except…
Tonight will be our little secret, Lilah.
Do I dare
