Mi Amor

Clara

My stepsister didn’t just have the audacity to call me after I’d blocked her, she sounded delighted. I pressed the phone to my ear. “What do you want, Chloe?”

Her tone was syrupy. “I called only to congratulate you, Clara.”

“On what?”

“On playing house in New York again,” she said. “Enjoy it while it lasts.”

My jaw tightened. “I have nothing to say to you.”

“Oh, you’ll have plenty to say,” s