“Sign the deed or I’ll sn:a:p your arm right here!” my brother screamed while slamming me against the truck outside Sunset Lavender Co. as our parents watched without emotion.

Even my father, Douglas, looked completely unmoved by the fact they were about to make their only daughter homeless.

I didn’t flinch.

I simply smiled.

A slow, terrifyingly calm smile that made Garrett hesitate.

“You’re actually late, Garrett,” I said evenly. “The appraisal already happened. Honestly, a lot of things already happened.”

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