Severing Fate

Bryce’s POV

A few days after our phone call, Mallory came to the door of the house. Valerie was still in her room. Though she wasn’t confined there, she seemed to refuse to go elsewhere, staging her own form of mini-protest.

She could do as she wanted, hate me as much as she wanted. So long as she was safe, I could carry the weight. Even if it felt like I was losing my sister.

I was sure I would l