Chapter 38

Sawyer never would have guessed in a million years that the two fighting were actually his own son and daughter.

He entered the room, first speaking quietly with the teacher to get the gist of what had happened, before striding over to the pair.

"What on earth is going on with you two?" Sawyer tried to keep his voice down, but the anger bled through all the same.

Siblings brawling-what an embarrassment.

Just as he finished scolding them, Sawyer caught sight of the cut on Citrine's temple and frowned. "What happened to you?" he demanded.

He reached out a hand to examine the wound, but Citrine recoiled instantly, springing up from her seat and putting as much distance between them as possible.

Sawyer's hand hung awkwardly in the air, his expression freezing.

"Citrine, can we not do this right now?" he pleaded, exasperation heavy in his voice.

She'd lost count of how many times she'd heard that line. Now, it barely registered just another empty phrase.

Pointing at Clifford but speaking to Sawyer, Citrine said, "Mr. Iverson, your son is right there. I have nothing to do with you. My real father will pick me up soon." She made sure to stress the word "real."

Clifford rolled his eyes and scoffed, "Dad, did you hear that? Talk about biting the hand that feeds you."

hand that feeds

out a sharp

I may have lived with your family all these years, but I've paid my own way—clothes, food, everything. My allowance? I earned it myself.

wanted to sever ties with the Iversons for good,

stayed silent,

satisfied. "Even so, what about all the times we treated you well? Don't pretend you don't

that, Sawyer turned to Citrine too, as

well?" Citrine

exactly, were you ever kind to me? What gives you the right to spout such

kindness when you left me in a burning

it kindness when you shipped

since I was little, to always give in

kindness when you forgot my birthday, year

time something happened with Jeanette, you took it

cut with the precision of a

gaze. The worst

twisted the knife. "Sawyer, I never

your daughter

word. Citrine truly,

sharp

that moment, he understood, more clearly

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