My parents demanded the password to my penthouse apartment right in fr…

on the patio table, silent and still.

The siege was over.

The fortress had held.

I turned away from the railing and walked back inside through the sliding glass doors. The interior of the penthouse was bathed in natural light. The heated marble floors warmed my bare feet. I walked down the wide hallway toward the east wing of the property.

When I originally continue reading …