I could barely breathe. It felt like the world had been ripped out from under me, and I was falling, weightless, into nothing. "Charlotte," I whispered, my voice cracking. "I have nowhere else to go."
Her smile grew wider. "And that’s not my problem. Figure it out, little sister."
I felt tears sting my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Not in front of her. "You’re really doing this?" I asked, my voice barely audible.
She shrugged, uncaring. "You should’ve been nicer to me when we were kids. Maybe then, I’d feel bad."
I grabbed my phone, trembling, and called the lawyer. "Dawn!" he answered, clearly surprised. "What can I do for you?"
"Charlotte kicked me out of the house!" I cried. "What do I do?"
There was a brief silence, followed by the sound of his laughter. Genuine, not mocking.
"I can’t believe it," he chuckled. "It’s happening just like your father predicted. Come to my office tomorrow. I’ve got something for you."
