My Parents Doubled My Rent So My Unemployed Sister Could Move In, So I Moved Out and Took Everything

tilted slightly, and her voice went flat as a countertop.

“His father is dead.”

The words were so blunt they felt obscene.

“And Brian is trying to build a life,” she added, sweet again. “Surely you understand.”

Brian glanced at his watch, then toward the BMW. “We should go. Still need to pack.”

Vanessa tugged his arm gently. “We have an early flight.”

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