Mirella POV
Taking out my phone, I wondered who had texted me.
The second I saw the name…
I sighed.
My brother.
Nicholas.
He knew I’d been in the hospital.
Just like he knew about everything I was dealing with legally.
Yet Nicholas had always been good at asking for my help when I was in a good place…
While barely lifting a finger to be there during the worst moments of my life.
And whenever he did show up…
Somehow, he made things worse.
He didn’t understand that I needed stability more than he did.
To him…
I’d simply had surgery.
That was it.
Just surgery.
He kept telling me that what was happening with Ethan wasn’t as horrible as I made it seem.
But he continuously failed to do one thing.
Listen.
Listen to understand.
Listen to respect.
Listen without trying to mini
