Laura “Are you sure Josh’s fiancée lives in this building?” I asked Ava after we got out of the car and entered the low-rent building on the outskirts of Chicago. “The address on the invitation says it right here,” she replied, looking at the place. I looked at the invitation to check and then
Laura Cassandra Millans, Josh's bride, went with us and her friend to her room, where the other guests were supposed to be. Ava and I followed her quietly, listening to the girl say how excited she was since the wedding was the next day. Her flat was small but well-kept and fragrant, which showed t
Laura After Nicole Adkins, or as Cassie's friend liked to call her, the drama queen, left, the atmosphere became easier to bear, and then we could now enjoy ourselves together in a good way. The bachelorette party was basically a nice moment where the bride and us talked about marriage and how thi
Jason “Oh, my fucking God! Shall we go in a fucking limo?” Terence exclaimed in awe as we stood outside Joshua's house. A long black limousine was there waiting for us. We had all decided to listen to Andrew, one of the groom's friends, and we decided to go spend his bachelor party somewhere more e
Jason Inside the nightclub, it was much busier than in the limousine. The groom was having his bachelor party in his own way; after all, it had been more than a decade without him committing to anyone, and now he was just a few hours away from becoming a married man, that was a reason to celebrate.
“She's with me,” Bathory responded to Terence's lamentation. “She's only with you because she's making sweet ass. You know very well what women are like; they say no when deep down they want to say yes.” “You’re pretty confident, you know that? Just be careful that your trust doesn’t turn into abus
Laura “I was thinking about spending my honeymoon in a sunny place with a beach and crystal clear waters, so I can show off my beachy looks to my husband,” the bride said with a naughty smile, making us laugh. “Oh my God, yes! I support it,” Ava replied in agreement. “Don’t go to Iceland, please;
Laura I stayed there for a while, trying to compose myself and not focus on what was happening. I shouldn't care what Jason did or who he hung out with; it definitely shouldn't affect me. He was just living his life as a free adult man; if he wanted to get involved with other people, so be it. I un
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
“Why do you keep hanging out with them, Abby?” he asked, and now there was a note of concern that annoyed me even more. “You know Madison’s not good for you. She uses you, and you let her.” “It’s none of your business,” I shot back, my voice sharp. “I do what I want, Caleb. Bye.” I hung up before h
Abby POV It was a lazy Sunday, and I was at the mall’s food court, waiting at the counter to pick up snacks for myself and the “new friends” I’d managed to latch onto. The smell of grease and cheap coffee filled the air, and the hum of conversations mixed with the muffled pop music from the speaker
Caleb, Abby, Madison, Nadia—they all spun through my head like a broken carousel. I wanted to tell my parents everything, collapse and ask for help, but the thought of seeing disappointment in their eyes—or worse, them trying to intervene at Oxwell to “save” me—made me swallow the words. I had to fi
Annie POV It was the weekend, and I was at home, trying to take deep breaths and pretend everything was okay. The Oxwell campus was a few hours away, giving me temporary relief from the chaos my life had become. Here, with my parents and the twins, I could at least try to be the old Annie—the exc
Max POV Walking beside someone who’d once meant so much to me felt strange. I couldn’t stop thinking that our breakup had been a waste, couldn’t stop remembering how happy I’d been with this guy, only to ruin it all because of my ego, because of a toxic fixation I had on Albert. Conrad Adams walke
Max POV was stunned when Albert told me that, my mouth even went dry because I wasn’t expecting to hear it. Conrad Adams was back. He was my boyfriend in my early twenties. I met him through Albert, who was close friends with him during the dark days of his family’s company. Conrad was a good guy