Chapter 216

Let’s put Jason Smith aside for now. While Grandpa Smith slept, I slipped out of his room and headed to Grandma’s. She still didn’t want to see me, but at least she wasn’t as explosive as before—no more trying to bite my head off or yelling the roof down. She just stared at me hard, silent but intense. I stayed by the door, keeping my voice calm but full of hidden pain. “Grandma, you never liked me growing up. I always thought it was because I’m a girl. But I remember how fond you were of Lena. And now I get it—it’s because of my fate. Because I brought bad luck and killed Gavvy, didn’t I?” Her eyes went wide—wider than they already were. Like she was wondering how I pieced that together. I quickly explained, “I didn’t remember everything. Lena brought it up. You hate me now not just because of what happened back then—because you think I cursed Dad and even got you attacked, right? That I ruined your life for four whole years?” Grandma nodded… but then shook her head. I blinked. That’s