CHARLOTTEI watched as Taide walked into the room, my heart pounding with every step he took.I got to my feet in a second, my heart thumping. "How did you get my number?" I asked, my voice dripping in spite.The auditorium was silent, causing my voice to echo loud enough for him to hear the venom i
CHARLOTTERunning my tongue over my dry lips, I stretched my hand to get the glass of water for my parched throat, gulping the liquid, while keeping my eyes on the book in front of me. I dropped the glass, my eyes moving to the last line on the page before I flipped it open."Char, look at my nails!
CHARLOTTE Holy shit!” Madeline voiced the thought that’d just flashed through my mind a moment ago. Now, it seemed like too small of an expression in light of the chaos that broke out around us. People pointed and gasped at the burning building, smoke filled the air and debris made it almost imp
CHARLOTTEI shuffled out of the library with my hands aching from all the books I was holding.If I was going to keep that damn scholarship, then I couldn’t let the tragedy of the fire stop me from studying. A parole officer had told us we could go see what was salvageable by the weekend, but until
CHARLOTTE“Why are you even agreeing to this anyway?” Madeline asked, stepping over what seemed to be the charred remains of our bed.A few feet away, the sounds of other girls rummaging through the wreckage of their rooms could be heard.The dean finally gave us the all clear to return to the left
CHARLOTTESilence hung in the room after Reigh’s greeting, the others didn’t say a word, but they pointedly stared at the both of us as though waiting for something.I had to fight the urge to turn around and make my way back to the wreckage of my dorms, that suddenly seemed much safer than whatever
CHARLOTTE Taide was standing much closer than I expected him to be. His breath brushed against the crook of my neck, and I had to suppress the shivers that started in my spine. I'd rather jump down these flights of stairs than let Taide know how affected I was by his presence. I thought he wou
CHARLOTTE The sight of the out-of-place object stunned me. I walked over to the bed, letting the books in my hand drop in a heap next to it as I began to study the box. I ran a hand over the surface, awed. Then, when I read the name written in fine print on the cardboard, I was even more taken aba
Like we didn’t matter.My nails dug into my palms as memories slammed into me. I could still see it—the nights he reeked of alcohol, his head lolling to the side, completely oblivious to the fact that he had two daughters who needed him to pick himself up and be… more than the person he was choosing
CHARLOTTEThe car ride was too quiet.Too damn suffocating.The weight of everything that had happened in the span of a few hours pressed down on me—Madeline, the triplets, my father. My hands trembled against my lap, and I clenched them into fists for the umpteenth time, trying to force myself to f
It was only after the shock of silence that followed that I realized I’d spoken those words out loud. Dot gasped, reaching for me instantly, pulling me into an embrace. I didn’t expect it to be as comforting as it was. And so I didn’t fight her. She guided me to the steps outside the hospital, sitt
CHARLOTTE It felt like a slap to the face. The doctor’s words hit me so hard that I lost my footing. My knees wobbled, and before I could steady myself, the plastic cup in my hand slipped through my fingers and crashed onto the tiled floor. Water splashed across my shoes, soaking into the hem of m
CHARLOTTE The reality of the situation hit me with frightening clarity. Madeline was dying. I moved before I could think, panic exploding through my chest as I ran forward and fell to my knees beside her. My hands hovered uselessly, trembling as I tried to find something, anything, to hold o
Emma folded her hands across her chest, her mouth pulling up into a wicked smile, “Charlotte the Harlot.” Bitch. “Yeah, yeah,” I muttered, shouldering past her, she wasn’t worth the energy engaging with her would require. “I thought you dropped out,” She said to my retreating back, “Thought maybe
At first, she texted me every day. Then, as weeks passed, the messages became less frequent, less ecstatic. I knew she and Sean had been working through their issues, but based on some of her recent updates—the ones I still hadn’t replied to—they had hit a wall. They had broken up. Madeline thought
FOUR MONTHS LATER CHARLOTTE Running laps had never come easy to me, and today was no different. My lungs burned as I pushed through the last lap, my sneakers slapping against the pavement in a rhythm that didn’t feel natural no matter how many times I did this. My breath came in short bursts,
He hadn’t even raised his voice, yet despite the distance, his words carried like he had just whispered them in my ear. Seductive and bitter. My damnation. “But you made it too easy, Harlot. You almost ruined the fun.” Harlot. It was the first time I had heard him call me that in months. All