Laura Annie is not your daughter and never was. Those words were harsh and as painful as sharp daggers stuck in the heart. That statement was merciless, deadly, and unscrupulous, it was even inhumane to say that to a father, but it was necessary. After everything I had done to win his heart in th
LauraJason was still kneeling before me on the floor, looking at me with tears in his eyes and a decadent appearance. After I spoke, he got up and wiped his face, trying to compose himself. "Well, indeed, it's late anyway," he said, sighing. "You can use the bathroom if you want."I nodded, gettin
Laura "Laura… What are you doing?" Jason sputtered through his mouth, trying to cling to some consciousness. "This is dangerous, you might regret it tomorrow." His hand was cautiously on my shoulder, ready to move me away if necessary or to pull me closer, our faces inches away from each other, our
"No, it's okay. It's just that it's been a while since I... I haven't gone out with anyone, my body just needs to get used to it," I explained as best I could in a way that didn't embarrass me. "How long have you been without having sex?" He asked, still worried and maybe a little curious. "Five
AvaIt was very early in the morning when I woke up and went to use the bathroom, but I left there frustrated because I discovered that there was no warm water in the bathroom for me to cleanse myself, so I ended up doing nothing. I went back to the room and sat on the bed, shaking my husband's sho
Laura Jason ordered breakfast for us, and he was eating and talking to Annie as if they had known each other for a long time, it was incredible how well they two got along. "Yes, Ava. Annie was with Jason this whole time," I said, explaining to my friend on the phone while watching Annie and Jaso
Laura "You are jealous?" I asked him while we were still looking deeply at each other, so close to each other. "Of course I am," he replied curtly, and I couldn't stop the corners of my lips from turning up in a smile. "That never happened," I said to him. Jason had never been jealous of me bef
Laura "What? W-what are you talking about…?" I stammered, feeling my throat dry as I felt terribly judged by Richard and Ava's scrutinizing gazes, it was as if they were reading my soul in search of the truth. "Good heavens, what's all the fuss about? Even Annie could sense that something wasn't
Annie POV The masked boy led me through the dark campus, his hand firm in mine as we ran away from the ballroom. My legs trembled, the blue dress swishing with each step, and tears still streamed down my face, hot and relentless. The sound of the shouts, the judgments, still echoed in my head, bu
“No choice?” He cut me off, his tone incredulous. “Are you serious? You chose to help Madison make that video. You chose to plug it into the projector. And now Annie’s out there, broken, while you try to run from the responsibility. This doesn’t fix anything, Abby. It wasn’t supposed to end like thi
Abby POV I was there, tucked away in the shadows of the ballroom’s corner, my heart still racing as I watched the chaos I’d helped create unfold. The giant screen kept playing that horrible video, distorted and manipulated clips of Annie echoing through the room like a final verdict. People poin
Annie POV I was still on the dance floor, the warmth of the masked boy’s body against mine, my head resting on his chest as the slow music guided us. The sound of his heartbeat against my ear was almost hypnotic, and I let myself get lost in that feeling I couldn’t quite explain. He’d just said s
I swallowed hard, Caleb’s words coming back to haunt me. “Have you ever stopped to think that maybe we’ve gone too far?” He’d said that at the mall, and I’d hung up on him, but now they echoed in my head. Annie had hurt me, yes. The fight in the dorm, the way she called me fake, like I was trash she
Abby POV I was leaning against the wall of the ballroom, the cup of punch in my hand already warm and forgotten, as I watched Annie dance with that masked boy. The soft lights of the ball cast shadows over them, and even from so far away, you could feel something in the air—a chemistry almost tangi
Anne POV I was there, trying to at least pretend I was enjoying the party with Summer, letting the loud music and spinning lights distract me from the weight pressing on my chest. Summer danced beside me, throwing her arms up with that endless energy of hers, and I tried to keep up, forcing a smile
“She’s an idiot,” Summer said, crossing her arms as she looked at me with concern. “You okay?” “Yeah,” I lied, grabbing a cup of punch just to have something to do with my hands. “I just… I just want this to stop, you know? For people to leave me alone.” Before Summer could reply, I felt him befor
Anne POV It was the day of the freshman ball, and I stood in front of the mirror in my dorm room, the blue dress Summer had insisted I buy staring back at me. The fabric draped lightly over my body, the delicate sleeves and simple cut highlighting my shoulders and collarbone in a way I knew was bea