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CHARLOTTE“I hate bowling.”I grumbled as I sat down next to Taide.He laughed a little, but his eyes didn’t drift from where Reigh and Madeline were still engaged in a seemingly tense game. Taide and I both seemed to be terrible at bowling given our string of losses, so after being knocked out of
CHARLOTTEThe moment King Auric stepped out, the tension in the room dissipated into nothing.Reigh moved from his spot near Taide and I, and crossed the room to where Caeson stood with Madeline. With furrowed brows, he paused, scanning Caeson from head to toe. Then he lifted a hand, like he was abo
CHARLOTTE“Where’d you get all this?” I signed, eyeing my sister’s new array of toys and gifts with both curiosity and worry.Da’ana excitedly picked up the dolls and dresses to show them to me, not seeming to read the expression on my face. “I have a new… friend,” she spoke. She sounded a lot more
CHARLOTTE“You’re getting lazy,” I commented and snatched an apple from the bowl on the table. Reigh smirked, but he didn’t give me any more of a reaction than that. Instead, he continued to slice apples and lay them out on a separate plate. I fought the urge to toss the apple at his head and let
“It’s a full moon.” I looked up, but he was still strumming his guitar. Taide’s hand on my hair instantly stopped moving. “And what about it?” he asked slowly. Something in his tone told me it would be better if Reigh didn’t carry on with this topic of conversation. But he did. Reigh looked off
I watched with fascination as their wolves circled and rubbed against each other, like some animal form of greeting before taking off into the woods.I watched them run until I couldn’t see them anymore. And even then, the cool breeze didn’t tamper down the heat that rose in my chest.I was aware o
His hand drifted low, and then he spoke out words with a raw, buttery drawl, his voice so deep it sent a tremor down my spine, “Or is it my brother?”He plunged two fingers into me as soon as the words hung in the air, and I rose up on my tiptoes, a low gasp falling from my mouth as he curled them i
CHARLOTTE I rolled over to my left side and attempted to rub the sleep out of my eyes. My brain was foggy and my thoughts were clouded by sleep, but even in that state I quickly sensed someone leaning over me. My eyes opened, then widened in question when I saw Madeline sitting at the edge of th
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