I Pretended To Leave For London, Then Caught My Family Breaking Into My Apartment

to stay where I was.

Help was already being sent.

Back on the live feed, I watched my mother pick up a framed photo of Arthur and me from graduation day.

She stared at it.

Her face twisted.

Then she tossed it carelessly into a box.

Glass shattered.

She didn’t even glance down.

Meanwhile, my father stood near the window speaking on his phone.

“The apartment continue reading …