I screamed at Mom, fury burning as I looked at her pitiful face. This had been my whole childhood—I had believed her, always putting Daniel first.

But now, I saw it clearly.

I shoved Mom aside, ignoring their curses, and stormed back into my apartment.

Megan and the others followed, spewing insults.

When I opened the door, I froze.

My belongings were strewn across the floor, jewelry boxes ripped open, and every piece of jewelry gone without a trace.