Asteron Syndrome

VIVIAN

I stood in front of the sleek black limousine, my heart heavy as I watched the maids load our luggage into the trunk.

Just days ago, Jack had been rushed to the hospital, battling that awful illness, Asteron Syndrome.

And now, here we were, packing up for college as if nothing had happened. As if he hadn’t been on the verge of death not too long ago.

They said he’d have to take medication every single day, and that I needed to keep getting injections to immunize myself… but I still didn’t understand why.

It all felt like I was trapped in some twisted dream.

The entrance door opened and Mrs Anderson stepped out.

“Lily, darling, I hope you’re fully prepared?”

I nodded, forcing a smile. “Yes, I’m ready.”

"Good," she said, putting on a smile as she approached. "I've transferred $50,000 into your new account for your upkeep. That should cover all your expenses for this month. Enjoy college, darling.”

I froze, barely managing to keep my expression in check.

Did she just say $50,