Colby
My hand doesn't hurt. Not one bit. The real pain is in my heart… it's f*****g unbearable, and I don't want to remember why it hurts, because it'll just make my head hurt too!
"Colby, that was so rude," Dad scolded, a frown on his face. "Remember, she's your sister now."
"Then she shouldn't have asked," I retorted. And wait, whose sister is she again? I would never accept her as my sister.
I clenched my jaw, my eyes meeting Yvonne's. Her face was unreadable. She sighed deeply and looked away.
Yvonne had been like this since Jayden's incident. She hasn't been herself. It's as if she's become someone else—depressed, broken, shattered, just like I was when I was eleven.
Damn it! I'm remembering it again. I closed my eyes, breathing in and out, before opening them to find Stella in
