"None of us did kiddo," Tusk said gently.
"Everly said you were happy to get rid of me," I threw out.
"She lied," he replied sternly. "And I'll be having a long talk with my daughter about everything she did to you, Blythe. I promise you that."
I shook my head, every instinct in me fighting the truth.
"H-he told me that none of you cared, th-that none of you even called to check on me," I said, my voice cracking.
"I called you every single day, Blythe," Mom rushed out, her voice stern. "I tried to talk to you every single day that you were gone. Sometimes multiple times a day."
"What?" I asked, feeling like all the air had been stolen from my lungs.
Mom turned her whole body to face me and grabbed my other hand. She squeezed my hands in hers and smiled at me as tears fell down her
