Part of me expects her to argue, and I’m ready to be firm—or to flat-out ignore her if it comes down to it. But she doesn’t argue, only sighing before stacking rolls of toilet paper and paper towels on the shelves when I hand them over to her. For the first time in days, I feel good about myself. I put my foot down instead of giving in and accepting the little scraps of friendship she’s willing to give me now.

So this is what it means to set boundaries, the way I’ve always heard. It might be something worth doing again. I can think of a few people who need boundaries.

But no, because the other person needs to be willing to honor those boundaries. I don’t think Colt or Nix know the meaning of the word. Even if they do, they don’t care. If anything, they get off on knowing they’re crossing my boundaries.

It’s easy to lose track of time when I’m this busy, and by the time we’ve finished breaking down the boxes we unpacked, the door to the supply room opens. Chad looks around, eyes wide. “I have to admit, I didn’t think you’d be able to get this much work done so fast. I figured the two of you would be in here gossiping the whole time.”

I almost have to bite back a grin when I see the way Piper’s face falls. For once, it feels like I have the upper hand, and I don’t think anybody could blame me for enjoying it a little.

“What can I do next?” I ask, deliberately excluding her.

“No need for that. It’s time for you to go home, anyway.”

Here I was, looking forward to getting this over with quickly, and now I’m disappointed because I was kind of on a roll. “You know,” I venture, “I don’t have to leave with them. I can stay for a full day if you want. I’m more than happy to do that.”

He only shakes his head. “That’s not how this is going to go. We have an arrangement. You are here when they are.” Exactly what did they do to come to this arrangement? Why is so much of my life a mystery to me?

It’s pointless to argue. I have no choice but to walk out through the gym and into the lobby area, where my stepbrothers are waiting impatiently. Just when I was starting to feel good about myself, they had to go and remind me of the lack of control I have over my life.