“Abigail!” I sucked in a breath, feeling goosebumps spread over my arms at the anger in my mother’s voice. Quickly, I flipped off the light, praying she would think I was already asleep. She shouted my name again, sounding closer this time. I felt a lump grow in my throat, and I bit down on my bottom lip as hard as I could, forcing my whimpers to quiet. “Girl, you have five seconds to get into the living room,” she screeched. “Jesus, Sheri, leave her alone,” Max cut in, sounding tired. My heart skipped a beat. None of her other boyfriends gave a crap about me. “Don’t tell me how to raise my
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