People like Jace and Tanya only picked on those they thought wouldn’t fight back.
They treated me like this because my silence and indifference made them think I was an easy
target, never realizing it was just because I didn’t give a damn.
But if they wanted to see me as weak, it was time to show them that even the quietest knife had a
sharp edge.
My words made Jace’s expression darken instantly. “Rea…”
“Let. Go.” I snapped again.
But he still held on, his grip tight. “I’m not ming you. I just… wanted to let you know.”
“Are you trying to piss me off?” Each word was like a dagger, meant to cut deep. “Save it. I don’t
want to hear it.” –
Jace’s jaw clenched, and a vein pulsed at his temple. He was trying so hard to keep his cool.
The way b
way he looked at me… In the past, he would’ve walked away by now.
But today, he didn’t. He held my gaze for a moment before finally saying. “The amusement park is
opening as nned. I want you to be there.”
I felt my breath hitch, the refusal stuck in my throat.
That park wasn’t just some random project–it meant everything to me.
I’d always imagined standing there on opening day, at the highest point, and telling Dad all about it.
“If you don’t want to go because of me, I’ll stay away that day,” Jace said quietly, almost like he
could sense my hesitation. It was almost sad, how hard he was trying to make it work.
I looked at him. “That’s not necessary.”
Then I twisted the knife just a little deeper. “You stopped affecting me a long time ago.”
His face went nk, then he muttered, voice rough, “Do you have to stab me in the heart to feel
I was done arguing. I reached for the car door. “I have things to do.”
“Will you go?” he asked, still holding on.
“We’ll see,” I said, yanking the door hard. He finally let go, and it mmed shut with a loud bang.
Through the window, I saw him flinch and take a step back.
better?”
I started the car and drove off. In the rearview mirror, Jace stood there, looking like a guy who
realized toote just how badly he’d messed up.
I let out a long breath as I pulled out of the parking lot. ncing at the stack of documents on the
passenger seat, I pressed down on the gas and drove to a quiet, empty spot where I could finally be
alone.
Taking a deep breath, I picked up the ident report and started flipping through it, page by page.
The more I read, the more my hands shook. Finally, I had to close my eyes, my whole body
trembling like might just break apart.
I think I finally got why Matthew and Lindey didn’t want me to see this. They were scared I wouldn’t
be able to handle it. And now, I wasn’t so sure they were wrong.
The report included photos from the scene. Even in ck and white, the details were so horrifying
that I felt like I was going to break apart.
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Cold sweat soaked my skin. I dug my nails into my palms, but it didn’t help.
I never imagined my parents had died like that–their bodies mangled beyond recognition….
If it weren’t for their names on the report, I wouldn’t have believed it was them.
My phone buzzed, but I was too numb to care who it was, let alone answer.
I forced myself to keep reading, but my hands were shaking so badly I couldn’t even hold the thin
stack of papers.
ck spots blurred my vision, and I knew I’d hit my breaking point. The shock was overwhelming:
couldn’t take it.
My hand fumbled for my phone, but everything started to fade.
Somewhere in the distance, I heard someone calling my name, but I couldn’t respond.
drifted into a nightmare–my parents, the car crash, and something too painful to face.
‘Ah=”
screamed, unable to hold it in.
Kiki! Kiki…”
he voice was soft, gentle, trying to pull me back.
1 my mind, I saw my parents‘ faces.
Ciki, let’s have gnhi with cumin and ground beef for lunch, okay?”