Laura Annie asked to spend some time with Suzy, and then Suzy suggested that they play on the porch of my room at the private clinic where I was. I let them go there, but I always kept an eye on Annie. I looked at Ava, knowing that neither Annie nor Suzy were so close that they could hear our con
Laura "Oh, my love. I was so worried when Jason told me what was happening. I'm so happy that you're here with us safely now,” said Rosanne as she hugged me as she entered the clinic room where I was admitted. “Thank you for coming, Rosanne. I'm fine now; you don't need to worry so much,” I said t
“Okay, but if she wanted to date, there are a lot of gentlemen her age who would love to meet her. She doesn't need to be getting involved with a kid who's barely out of diapers,” he said, sounding exasperated. “Why is it so easy to accept when an older man gets involved with a younger woman than w
Laura “Are you saying our love is wrong, Laura?” He asked, looking offended. “What am I really to you, Jason? Be honest,” I responded with a question. “What do you mean, what are you to me? You are my wife,” he said, but I quickly corrected him. "Ex-wife. In case you've forgotten that, I'm st
I sighed, resting my head on the pillow and looking at the ceiling. “Maybe it wasn't Richard I should protect myself from, but rather you,” I commented. “I definitely had to turn down your marriage proposal when I had the chance,” I commented with distant thoughts, thinking about how my life had gon
Laura Suddenly, my breathing was heavy, and my chest hurt. Panic was building inside me. Where did those people come from? What were they doing? Why were they asking questions about such intimate topics in my life? “Do you think it’s right to destroy a home, Mrs. Thompson?” “You got back togethe
“The only thing I want is a divorce, but he refuses to give me even that; he doesn't want me to get rid of his evil clutches. But today I'm here to beg you to give me a divorce and set me free, so I can pick up the pieces of my broken heart in peace, Jason Davies. Please, set me free,” she said, end
Laura “Did you slap him in the face?” Ava asked, eyes wide with amazement, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “That was really strong,” I said with a chuckle, stroking the palm of my right hand as I thought about it. “You should have seen his face. He was more in shock than in pain, not bel
Annie POV Peter Morton’s face was just inches from mine, staring at me. The electric blue of his eyes was so close I could see his irises dilating and contracting. “You okay, Lady Ann?” he asked. I sighed with a small smile, half in delight. “It’s been a while since anyone called me that.” Actual
Annie POV The masked boy—who I didn’t want to admit was Peter—took me to an upscale, comfortable hotel where I could spend the night safely, away from everything, and try to regain my composure and figure out what to do next. “You can stay here,” he said calmly, though his voice still carried a hi
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