She’s trying to ruin the triplets’ future because she’s jealous, don’t listen to her!” “I’m not faking anything, Dad,” I said.

“Tate forged my signature, added himself to my emergency account, and drained the twenty-five thousand I saved for a house.

Then he ran up thirty-five thousand in credit to play the rich, successful son for you on that beach.

And you all clapped for him.”

Chapter 27 — You Didn’t Care to Know

“We — we didn’t know,” my mother sobbed in the background.