Veronica’s face flushed a blotchy red. “Those were different situations! This is my anniversary, and I want it perfect. Travis expects something amazing, and I’ve already told everyone we’re having it at the Grand View Estate.”

“Then you should have saved for it,” I replied, my voice trembling but steadying as fury built in my chest. “I am not funding another one of your parties. I have a child now. My priorities are here, not your vanity.”

My sister’s expression transformed into something ugly, a mask of pure, unadulterated entitlement. She lunged forward before I could react, her fingers tangling in my hair. The pain was immediate and shocking as she yanked my head backward. I barely had time to scream before she slammed my skull against the metal bed frame.

Stars exploded across my vision, white and blinding, and a sickening crack echoed through the room.

“You selfish witch!” Veronica shrieked, maintaining her grip on my hair, preparing to slam me again.