Laura Suzy and I were finishing making dinner, she was cleaning the dishes and I was finishing preparing the salad while the lasagna was almost ready. In the open kitchen where we were, we could see Jason and Gideon sitting on the sofa while talking quietly while Annie jumped in front of the TV, fo
Laura“Dinner was good; I enjoyed the company of your friend, your daughter, and yours,” Gideon said with a smile. We were in the parking lot of my building, and he was saying goodbye so he could leave. “Why does he keep looking at us?” he asked, pointing behind me with his chin. I looked behind me
“Yes, he may be all that, but you know your heart is weak for guys like Will Herondale, intense guys like me. That's why you fell in love with me and married me,” he reminded me. Jason and I had talked once about the characters in one of the fantasy books I liked, and he ended up saying that I was a
Laura “Are they gone already?” Suzy asked as soon as I got back to my apartment. “Uh-hum,” I replied, nodding, and plopped down on the couch, feeling extremely tired and with a headache. “The day was huge today, wasn’t it?” She commented with a giggle, seeing my deplorable situation. I nodded
Kendall The taxi was stopped in front of a prison, with me inside. It had taken me a long time to locate this person, but since I was a persistent woman, I never gave up, just as I never gave up on recovering what was mine. I got out of the taxi after paying the toll and headed towards the prison
Laura I let him into my office. Graham Thompson, was different than I remembered him; he was taller and older than many years ago. Graham had abandoned me at our aunt's house when I was a little older than Annie. “Stay here and don't follow me; you're a dead weight to me,” he said back then, push
Laura “But he’s my brother, Gideon. Despite everything, he and I have the same blood,” I said, defending my point of view. How could I not put myself in Graham's shoes? He was the only person who was there when my parents were alive... When I saw him again, it was like opening an album of memories
Laura “Oh, Laura. It's me, Graham; I ended up getting your address from Hextec. It's just... well, I have nowhere to sleep today. Could you let me sleep over at your house?” He asked in a sad voice. I gasped when I heard that. How come? How had he gotten my damn address? “I know I must be abusi
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