Chapter 4
Chapter 4
eyed up at my words early rattled
“Tomuron, Vivian. Hata po funny!
He quickly weaned Lilian away.
arumüded, her ankle twosting as she hat the ground
the
Lying there, glared at me like I’d been the one to put her
Grayson turned to me, his voice sharp with anger.
“Vivian Harper, this time you’ve gone too farm
e’d ever called me by my full name, the first time he’d ever shouted at me
1 scoffed, playing right into Lillian’s narrative
“Yeah, I pushed her to what?
The moment the words left my mouth, Grayson raised his hand, his face dark with fury.
But after a long, tense pause, he lowered it again, his lips pressed into a right line.
“Tre taking Lillian to the hospital,” he finally muttered, his voice cold.
“You can head home on your ow
Without another glance, he scooped Lilian into his arms and walked away.
The sky opened up not long after, rain and wind lashing at everything in their path.
He must’ve forgotten I didn’t have my cane.
F
Forgotten how a blind person navigates a strange place without help
I ripped off the sunglasses I’d heen hiding behind, tossed them into the nearest trash can, and walked out of the orphanage with clear eyes and meady
steps.
The days leading up to my departure for Montana passed in a blur
Grayson hardly came home.
On the rare occasions he did, his phone would light up within minutes, and he’d rush out again.
Confident that I couldn’t see, he made no effort to hide the messages.
That’s how I discovered he had two accounts–on for show and a private one used exclusively
to message Lillian
The days before any flight, Lillian posted an ultrasound picture on her profile.
People were commenting about how much the baby already looked like Grayson.
he orphanage.
I gathered all the stuffed animals Grayson had bought me during our dates and donated them to the orp
Two days before my flight, Gray’s private account showed a picture of a heart shaped breakfast he’d made for Lillian.
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I listed the wedding dress he’d bought me on a resale site,
On the final day. Lillian used Grayscar’s main account to post a pirti
The comments were full of congratulations and well wishes.
As my flight time approachedl, 1 grabbed my luggage and prepared to leave.
But Grayson appeared at the last minute, his eyes red, clutching his phone tightly.
“Vivian,” he demanded, his voice trembling, “why is your name
the list for the Montana medical aid mission
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