I sat in a coffee shop downtown, staring at my laptop.
The application was done. The essay was written. The scholarship forms were signed.
I was going to college. It had taken everything I had, but I was going to college.
Henry had helped. He'd given me what money he could. He'd written recommendations. He'd stood by me through everything.
He wasn't my brother by blood. But he was my brother in every way that mattered.
Eleanor had disappeared. Last I'd heard, she was living in Europe somewhere. She'd gotten away with what she'd done.
But I didn't care anymore. I wasn't fighting her. I wasn't fighting anyone.
I was moving forward.
I closed my laptop and looked out the window. The city was bright and busy and full of strangers.
I didn't know what the future held. I didn't know where
