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looked tired, but also like she was gearing up for a fight. Not

with Cassia, but with herself. Cassia knew this wasn’t the

beginning of that struggle. Adalynn had to have been battling

herself for years.

“You did make a choice. You chose living over not living.

You chose to go out alone, no matter how hard that would be,

instead of staying with your family, with the familiar. I can’t

imagine it’s easy for you to know that you can’t contact your

sisters.”

“No,” Cassia confessed. “That’s been the hardest part. I

miss them a lot.”

Adalynn curled her fingers around the mouse, but she didn’t

click anywhere. She didn’t even turn her face back. Her lips

were set in a grim line and her eyes stayed lowered. “When I

was little, my mom told me something that’s always stuck with

me. She was drunk, of course, when she said it. She was

always drunk. We had this terrible one-bedroom apartment.

She’d have an endless string of boyfriends. A lot of them were

drug users, and sometimes she’d use too. She hardly ever

worked. I mean, how could she keep a job?

“The apartment was grimy, always a mess. Dark and stale.

There was never any real food in the fridge or cupboards.

When I was fifteen, I got a job working at a fast-food place not

too far from where we lived. Staff got one free meal per shift,

so at least I got to eat there. I had some of my own money,

which I always kept locked in my locker at school, so my

mom couldn’t get it. I don’t even know if she knew I was

working. Anyway, one day, I bought some groceries, and as I

was putting them away in the fridge, my mom stumbled in,

wasted, and asked me where I’d got them. She asked me if I

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