“You’re just… leaving him?” I whispered.
Lila exhaled sharply. “You don’t understand. The doctors, the therapy, the money. It never ends. I’m exhausted.”
She lowered her voice, as if that made the next words acceptable.
“Honestly? I hate this boy. I want a normal life.”
Evan stiffened.
Then, as if trying to soften the cruelty, she added, “You’ve always loved him. You’ll do better than me.”
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