"Lisette, since you brought it up, we'll just be honest with you," Horatio said, not bothering to sugarcoat it.

"Yeah, we've already moved your stuff into the smaller room. We thought you'd put up a fight, honestly. Didn't expect you to go along with it so easily. That's great!” He nodded, as if this was a perfectly reasonable arrangement.

Valerian chimed in, "From now on, you'll have the small room. Horatio's room will go to Callie. It's not really fair for Horatio to squeeze in there, so you two are swapping."

"Lisette, you're so mature about all this," Monty added, looking at her with what he probably thought was a proud, fatherly smile. "We should've checked with you first, though. You're not upset, are you?"

Lisette just stood there. Upset? Was she even allowed to say she was upset? She wasn't their real daughter. She knew that if she acted out of line, they'd just see her as ungrateful.

She forced a smile, though she felt sick inside. "Of course not. Why would I be upset? It makes sense for Callie to have the bigger room. I'm just grateful you all took me in at all. I mean, I'm adopted, having a small room is no big deal."

from any of them. But no

the adopted one. I probably shouldn't even be living here. If I'm causing problems, maybe I should just move out. I'm sorry, Dad,

as if she really felt guilty. "If you'd known it'd be like this, maybe you wouldn't have adopted me. Then

at Callie,

blame Dad and my brothers for being kind to me. It's just... they felt bad for me

was adopted, knowing it always made Monty and the

and the others were starting to

the Jewell family hasn't been good enough

you like family? Or is

your real family, you should at least treat us like it. Even blood relatives don't always go this far. You act like nothing

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