By the time I got home after three bus transfers, I could barely step through the villa gate before a fierce slap struck my face.
The blow sent my head spinning, and a burning pain bloomed across my cheek.
"Saige, just look at this mess you’ve caused!"
My brother Wade’s sharp glare bore into me, and beside him, our mother, Tabitha Laurier, looked worn, tear stains tracing her cheeks.
While the details were unclear, I could easily guess this had something to do with Eliana stirring things up again.
Mason moved toward me, fury blazing in his eyes, and I felt his emotions engulf me.
“Saige, why?” Mason’s voice was tight with frustration.
“Why do you keep bullying Eliana over and over?”
“Is it just because she doesn’t share our family’s bloodline?”
“You’ve been home less than a year, and she’s tried to hurt herself seven times because of you!”
“Today was the worst yet; the doctor said if she’d been any later to the hospital, she might not have made it.”
“What do you want from her, Saige? When will you let her be? Do you really want to drive her to her death?”