Blizzard Betrayal, Phoenix Revenge Rises

Don't be rash. Where are you goin

t through the quiet. "Daddy, is H

ughter, clutching a brightly colored teddy bear. Elsa flashed me a saccharine

d a key. Of course she did

t he never listened. He never cared what I wanted. Elsa, the one who stole my brother' s

uth. I wanted to scratch her eyes out, to rip that fa

Hazel. I just came to check on Lily. I would never intrude. We can leave,

fleeting second, before he quickly averted his gaze. Elsa' s lips curved into a tiny, alm

e. "Don' t stop her. We' ve already caused enough tr

ng. "Mommy! I don' t want you to leave! It was my fault last night. I made you angry." She sni

ed on Elsa, hardened on me. Hi

u' re doing to Lily. She' s heartbroken because of you." He pointed an accusing finger at me. "You' re driv

play, a carefully choreographed performance. And Mark, my soon-to

through their theatrics, "she can have it. All of it." I too

pricked his ego. He hated it when I di

realize you have nothing!" He stormed towards me, pushing past me, then turned back to El

r, a triumphant glint in her eyes. He guided Elsa out, practically carrying her. As he

sapproval, hissed, "You' re a disgrace, Hazel. A blight on this family. Look what you' ve

rfect family unit. Mark, Elsa, Lily, and my parents, all

n on me, heavy and cold. But then, for the firs

h a definitive flick of my wrist, I tossed the key into the t