Chapter 3

"No!" Helen's scream echoed through the dining room, piercing the tense silence.

She sprang up from her chair, eyes blazing, like she was ready to rush over and rip me to shreds.

"You ungrateful brat! We worked ourselves to the bone raising you, and this is how you treat us?" Helen yelled. "Without us, you would've starved to death out there!"

James grabbed her in time, but when he looked at me, his eyes were practically blazing, like he could set me on fire.

Andrew finally snapped out of his shock.

He walked over to me, his expression complicated. something…