SLOANE

What the hell was wrong with me?

I would never intentionally get drunk, but this very night, I intentionally drank myself to stupor, thinking it would fill the void inside my head.

My mind kept replaying the incident at my parents’ house, the way my mother totally shunned all that I had to say and stood behind Scarlett so confidently.

She could never vouch for me like that.

I often tell myself I wasn't affected but despite trying hard, my mother’s ruthlessness wouldn’t ...