Chapter 5

The moment her message was sent, my brother's call came through.

His voice filled with reproach and deep impatience.

"Chelsea, you're busy? What could you possibly be busy with? Don't you know how tired I am after accompanying Sierra to visit her parents' graves these past few days?"

"You, a woman who stays home doing nothing, can't even pick us up from the airport and carry luggage? What exactly are you doing at home?"

Listening to my brother's roaring voice, Chelsea's fingers, holding the phone, trembled again.

A deep surge of anger rose in my own heart.

I snatched the…