Nathan sat frozen. He had been called a fool before—bullied for the way his mind worked differently—but hearing it from Sarah stung in a way he hadn’t expected.

“I know exactly what this is,” she continued, her voice cutting through the silence. “You’re jealous of me. Of my success.”

Nathan’s chest tightened. Jealous? Of her? He had only ever wanted to help. He had always thought of her as family.

“You want to see me fail,” Sarah went on, her voice laced with fury. ...