Her Cold Mother, His Bloody Betrayal

ench, my whole body trembling. The adrenaline started to fade, replaced by a deep, hollow

imes. Ethan's confused eyes. The red stain. My mothe

all happened. And it w

't in it. I was here,

a bitter, u

rthought. Ethan was the quiet, dili

ter her parents supposedly died in a car crash. From the moment she stepped in

ompletely different person at home. For Ashley, she was a doting, endlessly patient mother. Ashley was her

. Our good grades were never good enough. Our needs were always an inconvenie

He loved us, I think, in his own passive way, but he was tired. It was easier to let Olivia have her way

d for a specific art set, something I had save

e. You should be focusing on

handbag she saw in a magazine. The next day, th

ademic awards. I helped around the house. Nothing worked. In their eyes,

about Ashley was tw

ey has been through so much trauma," my mother

s the victim. But I saw the small, triumphant smirks she shot me when our parents

I had tried to expose Ashley's lies, tried to make my mother se

eople who were incapable of giving it. I wouldn't waste m

le world with their perfect litt

jolting me back to the present. The scr

rt pounding. I knew wh

through the quiet park. It stoppe

lly pressed the green but

? Are you okay?" My father's

own voice sounded str

words tumbling over each other. "Your brother... Chloe, Ethan wa

The hospital was the same

e word feeling heavy in m

forced them to move. I started walking towards the hospit

e had already seen the ending to. And this time