The last thing I do is pull on a pair of tights and some tall heeled boots, followed by a dainty necklace and some dangly earrings. I take one last look in the full-length mirror, turning this way and that as I take in my appearance. “Va va voom, if I may say so myself,” Elsie says, making curve
Abby Karl and I settle into our seats across from Ethan and Gianna, and although my heart is racing in Gianna’s presence, Karl’s knee touching mine beneath the table is enough to keep me grounded. Gianna takes in my appearance from across the table. “Interesting dress,” she says, her gaze fl
Abby “I mean your cheating, of course.” Gianna’s words cut through the air, leaving me feeling as though I’ve just been splashed with acid. It’s clear that her words were intended to cut deep, and all the while, Ethan just sits there beside her with a puzzled expression on his face. My e
“A manipulator?” Ethan lets out a chuckle. “Is that truly what you think my girlfriend is?” Karl throws his hands up in exasperation. “Really, brother?” he snarls. “Are you that dense?” There’s a moment of silence, and I feel caught in the middle. I can’t figure out who’s truly at the root o
Abby As we burst out of the restaurant, I feel the chilly night air hit my face, a stark contrast to the heated atmosphere we just left behind. “I can’t believe it,” Karl hisses under his breath as he pulls me further and further away from the restaurant. “That lying little…” Karl’s grip
Abby The car ride stretches on in silence, punctuated only by the sound of the car engine humming and the soft sound of classical music coming through the radio. I have to contain a chuckle; some things never change. Karl was always the type to put on piano music and go for a drive when he w
Karl The sun has barely made its morning ascent into the sky by the time I’m pulling into Ethan’s gravel driveway. The tudor-style facades of his mansion catch the golden early morning sunlight, and it’s actually quite beautiful. A row of four stained glass windows on the front of the house, eac
His eyes narrow, and he stands. He looks much taller now that he’s recovered, and he no longer needs his cane. “Whatever you need to say, you can say it in front of my mate.” I sigh, straightening my jacket. “Alright, fine,” I say curtly. “Gianna is manipulating you. She’s a liar and a cheater, an