LINDEN

“Oh. I see,” my sister hinted. “Now I know why.”

“Can you give me a minute?” I didn’t even bother looking at Willa as I was already marching toward Estelle in an intense fevered stare throwing at me. 

The people I called my family, brothers, and best friends seemed to understand the awkward situation I was in. They left as I had just walked in carrying a deadly weapon, except Quinn.

“Can we talk?” My voice came out a whisper, but she heard me though.

“About?” She arched a brow. If I saw in her eyes was right, she was pissed off.

“I’ll be in the backyard,” Quinn mentioned...