Somewhere in the middle of all of it, I quietly stop existing.
Nobody notices I've gone silent and still. They're too busy deciding what the rest of my life is going to look like…. and nobody has asked me a single goddamn thing.
“We’ll put two men at the club garage entrance,” Mayhem says, still pacing. “One inside, one outside.”
“I don’t think –” I start.
“And she doesn’t go anywhere without an escort,” Dad interrupts, as though I haven’t spoken.
Jade nods quickly. “Definitely. Not even the shops.”
“I’m sitting right here,” I say.
“I’ll move her appointments,” Locke says behind me. “Chemo, oncology, anything medical. We’ll make sure the routes are covered before she leaves.”
My spine stiffens. “You’ll move my appointments?”
Locke’s answer is calm, reasonable, and completely infu
