Chapter 13

Thaddeus was the only one in the Gardenia family who was decent to Lizetta.

Hans was a boozing gambler who beat his wife, and Jolin was a selfish jerk who only looked out for number.

one.

At ten, Thaddeus was Lizetta’s lifeline, and when they couldn’t escape, he’d just hug her tight and take the beating with her.

One blizzardy night, Hans lost big at gambling and, drunk as a skunk, beat Lizetta to within an inch of her life.

Thaddeus, hearing the news, hopped the school fence and raced home to find Lizetta had chomped off one of Hans‘ ears but was also nearly beaten to death herself, with blood everywhere.

Thaddeus carried Lizetta on his back and scampered to the Hawthorne family mansion for help, yet the latter were busy throwing a fancy shindig on a yacht for Evelina’s first violin gig.

With no other choice, he trudged three hours in the night to the Dashiell family villa, kneeling outside that was how Lizetta ended up getting taken in.

Time flew, and fourteen years zoomed by. Back then, Thaddeus fought for a chance at life for Lizetta, and now she wasn’t about to give up on him.

“Don’t sweat it, your brother’s stable, and Astoria’s setting up a lab specially for waking coma patients. I’m thinking of sending your brother there, especially since you aced Master Dories‘ interview and you’re heading. to Astoria too.”

“Being a medical guinea pig?” Lizetta hesitated.

Hogan nodded, “The lead prof, Professor Cohen, is a brain whiz. I swear, your brother won’t be worse off there. And I wouldn’t dare pull a fast one on you, tough girl.”

Hogan feigned fear.

from the rain under an eave. She mistook him for a creep copping a feel and slapped him hard, telling him to get lost.

only then did she realize a broken sign was to blame. for

by coincidence. She rushed over to apologize, but he

not a

it made her face turn red. She covered her face, “Hogan, let’s not bring

his eyes twinkling behind

way, won’t the treatment cost a

I’m planning to hit the books

can’t thank you enough!” Lizetta was over the moon, a

for a year, and with each passing day, the odds of waking up dwindled. Now, at

treat me to a meal? But you gotta cook it yourself. We’ll be schoolmates again in Astoria, so I’ll be expecting you

with a smile as refreshing as a gentle breeze. Both Hogan and Master Dories had the

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same alma mater.

smile beaming

you pick your audition piece yet?”

even made it

Master Dories‘ tour is hitting

figured Hogan made sense and nodded.

new piece, thinking of choreographing it for the dance. What do you think,

a stellar idea.”

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