Laura Suzy was dressed in orange when she accepted my visit to the prison. She looked changed, with some bruises on her face, as if she had gotten into fights, something I didn't doubt because of the way she was aggressive and difficult to deal with. It was quite normal that she would have gotten i
Laura “That’s your problem, Laura. You think I'm not a better person, but I'm fine where I am, okay? I'm very happy with the life I lead and the decisions I make,” she said, wanting to be flippant. Was she happy with the decisions she made that led to her going to jail? “So if that’s the case, ca
Three years later Laura I was looking at myself in the mirror as I finished doing the last finishes on my makeup, some personal touches of mine that we always ended up doing even after the professional makeup artist had done her work on us. Today was a very special day, it was the day that Jason
Jason The screw on the champagne bottle made a plop, and then the champagne opened, leaving Terence's hand completely covered in foam. “Hurray! That's it, man,” he cheered as he began to pour the drinks into our glasses. “Splendid,” I commented with a giggle. "Wonderful! Just don't drink a lo
Jason Do you believe that this time things will work out between you two?” Terence asked. “Because, to be honest, my biggest fear is that you’ll come into your house again and suddenly ask for a divorce and leave everyone with their mouths open and their heads blown.” He made comical gestures as h
Suzy “Hey, you have a visitor today,” the prison guard said when she arrived at my cell. I was in the corner of the bunk, playing with my hair, trying to ignore the annoying voices of my cellmates, those annoying bitches. I hated them, she was disgusting and couldn't leave me alone. Not only that,
Jason His evil laugh on the other end of the line irritated me. “Jason, Jason, Jason. After everything we've experienced together, do you treat me this way? Why do you want to marry her, my dear Jason? You told me it's me you love and not her. Have you forgotten that?” She teased. “Stop the nons
Jason I didn't wait any longer to hear what that unpleasant woman had to say, I just turned off the cell phone and ran out of the room where I was, in a hurry to check if what she was saying was really true. “Jason? What is going on? Why such a rush?” Terence asked me, but I didn't even have tim
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