What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Stronger novel Chapter 93

When Calista first arrived at her new home, she was a timid child, an easy target for bullies.

Ken had recognized her vulnerability immediately. He became her protector, always ready to defend her against neighborhood troublemakers. His devotion ran so deep that even a small scratch on her hand would fill him with concern.

Uncle Johnson would often tease that Ken, once known as quite the handful, had transformed into an overprotective guardian the moment he had a sister to cherish.

Now, back in her room, Calista applied Hydrogen Peroxide to her bruised wrists, whispering reassurances to herself. "Just a few more days until we leave." Soon, she told herself, Ken and Viola's opinions wouldn't matter anymore.

In another room, Viola watched as Ken tenderly dabbed Neosporin on her supposedly injured ankle. Her heart swelled with satisfaction.

"Ken, there's a new movie coming out. We should go see it together!" But Ken's thoughts were elsewhere, haunted by the image of Calista fighting back tears. His expression softened.

"Could we get an extra ticket? For Calista?"