I Was Given A Rotting Cabin While My Sister Got The Mansion—Until I Opened The Floorboards

decided to go—not to give him another chance, but to close the door myself.

A small café, golden lights. Derek sat waiting, wearing the expression of a man who had never done anything wrong.

When I walked in, he stood, smiling gently.

“Maya, I—”

I lifted my hand. “You don’t need to say anything more. I no longer need to prove anything to you.”

Then I stood continue reading …