Sallie's POV
A soft, delighted laugh escaped my lips, as if all that earlier chill had melted away in seconds.
For the first time facing the Noah Family's blame game, I didn't feel crushed, wounded, or even numb. It was like watching strangers argue about someone else entirely.
I realized those words that used to tear me apart had lost all their power.
I stepped out from behind Todd and met Kevin's glare head-on. "Mr. Noah, if you're trying to show off your talent for tearing people down, you've got the wrong girl.
"I'm not a Noah, and I'm not your sister. Whether I screwed up or not isn't your call to make."
My words hit Kevin like a hard slap, mocking whatever fantasy he'd been nursing. Rage flashed across his face. He snapped, "Sallie, do you hear yourself right now?
"Blood or no blood, the Noah Family still took you in and raised you for over twenty years. That has to count for something, doesn't it?
