Chapter 982

Sandy's face twisted with something dark and unreadable.

It wasn't like she'd planned for any of this. But Ashley just wouldn't stop-always yelling, always accusing her of lying, of stealing Sean's bone marrow. Like Sandy had ever had a choice.

She was dying, for crying out loud. And even then, her mom only worried about her brother's health. She didn't want to donate the bone marrow; she'd rather let Sandy slip away quietly.

If that's what her mom wanted, then fine-none of this was Sandy's fault

anymore.

The night before Ashley's accident, Sandy had wandered into her room a little buzzed, the wine loosening her tongue. She finally let it all out-all those years of hurt and resentment she'd kept bottled up.

How many times had she hovered at the edge of death in some cold hospital room, while her parents, knowing her brother could save her, just watched her suffer? Most of the time, it was just her and the nurse. Her parents hardly ever visited.

All that bitterness had been simmering for years.

And the so-called suicide note? Ashley wrote that herself, just to scare Tavon into coming home. Ashley probably never expected Sandy would use it as a weapon against Anastasia and Salma.

A sudden knock on the car window snapped Sandy back to reality.

"Hey, you can't park here. Move along," said the traffic cop.

and flashed him a bright, easy smile. "Sorry,

the kind

"Just take it slow,

said, pulling away. The house felt emptier than ever

"Miss Sandy, I... I need to talk to you. My dad fell down—he's almost sixty. I need to go home to

her, and the housekeeper

soft, almost innocent. "I'm not going

"No, Miss Sandy, it's not that. It's just, I need to go home. I don't

the Mortons are so broke we can't pay

anxious. "No, no, Miss Sandy! It's just-my

don't take what's not. I'll give you three

ready to cry with relief. "I'm just going home to look after

a satisfied little wave. "Alright, off you

"Thank you, Miss Sandy."

you wait till morning? I'll call a

housekeeper had already packed, clearly hoping to

had no choice but to stay

you, Miss Sandy." She fumbled for words, not sure what else to

the spot in the yard where

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