#Chapter 165: Primaries

I’m worried about Thea, but knowing our parents are unlikely to mistreat her, I pull myself back into my car and force myself to drive away. There’s nothing I can do if Mom won’t let me see her. I hope she at least knows that I tried to come and visit. Maybe it wouldn’t make a difference. Maybe our budding sisterly bond was built more on the presence of the sedatives in my sister’s system. Maybe she doesn’t remember our conversation at all and really does think I abandoned her. I can’t know without speaking to her, which I can’t do. After everything I’ve done for Thea and our family over the years, I would have thought I’d earned more than what they are showing me here. But perhaps this is how things had always been and would always be since Thea reentered the family all those years ago. They had their real daughter back, and I wasn’t needed anymore. It hurts, but for now, I have to respect my parents’ wishes and leave this to them. So I pull myself together and after driv