Chapter 4
Veronica's POV
My mother’s fingers quietly clamped down on my father’s sleeve, like she needed an anchor just to stay seated. My father lowered his head, his Adam’s apple bobbing, completely mute. Neither of them cried, but their silence was more agonizing than a scream.
"Veronica, I’m not canceli...
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1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
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