A Second Chance At The Choosing

Talle

blow. He was enjoying this, performing for his audience, relishing my public

she cooed, loud enough for everyone to hear. "She's just nervous. It's a big day." She turned to me, her eyes glittering with malice. "Abby, dear, you must be careful

rnings and veiled threats. "She's right, you know." "That

d, apologized, and begged Connor to forgive my foolish outburst. But the girl who feared their judgme

voice steady. It wasn't an answe

hand fluttering near her chest as if she was suddenly feeling faint. Her movement was fluid, a rehearsed piece of t

owed herself to

ud, heart-wrenching sob. She cradled her arm, her fa

t, his face a mask of thunderous rage. He helped her

ry. "She was trying to help you! What is wrong with you? Is y

ana in, given her a home, an education, everything she had. But she was not my sister. She was not even my blo

otective frame, shot me a look

gh escaped my lips.

oiled brat all night, and now this. Is this because I showed Jana a little at

my fault. I shouldn't have... I just wanted us all to be a happy family." Her words were

us. "Did you see that?" "Pushed her right to th

, revealing the monster I knew so well. For a terrifying second, I thought he was going to lash o

to tilt my chin up, forcing me to meet

unthinkabl

whisper. "If you ever," he seethed, "cause trouble for Jana again, I will perso

one. A collective, horrified gasp filled the room.

ne had been drawn. And in his