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.

rolled down the window and flashed him a bright,

was classic-warm, approachable, the kind

cop looked a little flustered. "Just take it

house felt emptier than ever

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

glanced at her, and the

smile was soft, almost innocent. "I'm not

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

Mortons

grew even more anxious. "No, no, Miss Sandy!

"If you want to leave, then go. Take what's yours, don't take what's not. I'll give you three extra months' pay. Just remember what you should and

The housekeeper looked ready to cry with relief. "I'm just going home to look after my dad. I don't know anything about anything

little wave.

"Thank you, Miss Sandy."

morning? I'll call

housekeeper had already packed, clearly hoping to leave that

had no choice but to stay one

for words, not sure what

a nervous glance out the window-eyes landing on the spot in the yard where Ashley

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