Chloe paused, clearly surprised by how easily I surrendered.
“We also left you the spare key to our apartment in case you need to fetch more food.”
Austin kissed my forehead casually.
“Thanks, Mom. We can always count on you.”
After they left, those words lingered.
They could always count on me.
That was exactly the problem.
For years, I had been an open wallet, spare bedroom, full refrigerator, and pair of hands ready to clean up everyone else’s problems.
But I didn’t cry that night.
I went to the
