My mother-in-law blocked the entrance to my new apartment and screamed that her son had bought it for her, ordering me to leave.

though destiny had merely postponed itself.

“Where are my things?” I asked.

“Stored.”

“Where?”

“Somewhere safe.”

“Evelyn.”

Her eyes narrowed. “You abandoned this place, Nora. You ran off to Portland, left my son alone, and expected everyone to wait while you played nurse for your sister. Blake made a decision. He decided someone stable should live here.”

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