time I had answered yes.
One hundred seventy-four times.
And I had thought I was helping my family.
I had actually been financing a life I wasn’t even allowed to enter.
I looked at Benjamin.
“Why did you send me that message last night?”
He looked confused.
“What?”
“The message.”
He lowered his head.
Genevieve answered for him.
“Because I asked him to.”
I looked at her.
“Why?”
She wiped her eyes.
“Because Richard called us yesterday.”
Richard’s expression hardened.
“What did you tell them?”
Genevieve didn’t answer.
I looked
