I used to steal my poor classmate’s lunch every day to make fun of him. But when I read the note his mother had hidden in his bag, my food turned to ash in my mouth.
I was the terror of the school. My name is Ethan Walker. My father was a powerful politician, and my mother owned a chain of luxury spas. I wore the best sneakers, carried the newest iPhone, and lived in a mansion so big it echoed with silence. I had everything money could buy—except attention. My favorite…
