The Conspiracy

Blythe POV

Some people never change. I stared at my father through blurry eyes, but I blinked away the tears because I didn’t want to show him I was weak. When I gazed at Karyna, I saw her smirking at me with her arms crossed across her chest. She ambled to where my father was and sat next to him, crossing her legs over ankles. They both looked at me like they owned me and could do whatever they