No Love Left for Her

d. The neighborhood was quiet, with people still at work, unaware of the horror unfolding just

, laughing. Ethan was sitting at the counter, showing her something on his phone. He was

er his own feet! It was hilar

e filled with a syrupy adoration that always made my stomach turn. She tousled his ha

and saw me standi

iar, tight-lipped frown. Her entire posture chang

en? You were supposed to

was cold,

book I forgot," I said

d. "Why can' t you be more organized, more like Et

et the words wash over me. It was always like this. Everything I did was wrong. Every

thout even looking at him. He

itchen wall rang, its shrill so

tone still annoyed. "He

d. Her frown deepened, but it was

possible... No, my daughter is Sarah Miller.

the phone into its cradle,

said, her voice a strained whisper. "They said

ed in fake shock.

s from the hook by the doo

y playing the part of the concerned brother. I

hen we arrived, the scene was chaotic. Police cars and ambulances choked the streets, their

s face ashen. My grandparents were with him, my gr

ivia and Ethan jump out. And then the

torted with rage. He point

pposed to be with her! You were supposed to be studyin

face a mask of fury. "If anything happens t

e, his eyes filled with a

before. The exact same words, the exact same hatred. Last time, I had tried to save her, and I

om the outside, I didn't feel despair. I felt a strange, cold clarity. N

be