The doctor flipped a page. “Dr. Chloe Morales requested them for research,” she said, then added, quietly, “She is also a resident surgeon here.”
My skin went cold. “You will not touch my mother,” I said, loud and steady. “If anyone tries anything, I will sue this hospital into the ground.”
They backed off and I left with my hands shaking from anger.
By the time I got back home, my anger had not cooled. I slammed open the door and froze.
My sister sat before me. She was tied to a chair. Her clothes were torn. Tears streaked her face.
“Hello, Amber,” Jason said calmly, a cold smile on his lips. “I’ve been waiting.”
Amber’s Pov
“What is going on here?” My voice shook as my eyes darted from Jason to my sister tied up in the chair.
Jane’s cheeks were streaked with tears, her hair messy, her clothes ripped. She looked so small, so helpless.
Jason leaned against the wall, calm as though the sight before us was nothing. A cruel smile tugged at his lips.
“You pissed me off, Amber, even when I tried to be nice,” he said flatly. “So I pulled your sister out of her boarding school. I thought she’d help me teach you a lesson.”
Jane whimpered, “Amber… please…” Her voice was barely a whisper.