Azalea

His threat cut through me like a knife, making my blood freeze. I couldn’t speak, overwhelmed by the pounding of my own heart.

My sister. My precious, innocent sister. The only family I had left. The only reason I took this terrible job.

The mere thought of his vile hands touching her, hurting her—my mind recoiled from the horror of it.

“No,” I whispered, all my fight disappearing at once. “Please. I’ll do anything. Just leave her alone. Don’t ...