Anne When I got back to the car and looked in the rearview mirror as I drove toward my school's entrance, I could see Caleb with his hand on his head and his shoulders slumped, looking sad about what had just happened. I sighed resignedly and decided to look ahead and get on with my life, it was th
Anne I decided to ignore everything I was thinking and just focus on my schedules. I was by far the best student in my class; I was always dedicated and hardworking, and I was never the subject of a complaint. The teachers loved me because I was so exemplary for all the other students, which is why
Anne When the teacher left after the class was over, the students in the classroom started to make the usual noise when they talk to each other. I still couldn't believe that the boy sitting behind me was actually Peter Morton, so I turned to him since I already had something to talk about, which w
Anne It all started when I was 11 years old and Peter Morton wanted to kill his stepdad. “Does your Dad have a gun?” He asked when he and I were hiding in the ceiling of the ballroom where Uncle Jake's and his mom's wedding was taking place. "What?" For a moment, I thought I hadn't heard correctl
Anne That night, Peter and I had a lot of fun together. We played subtle pranks on Uncle Jake and his fiancée, things that didn't really hurt, but that took away his peace in some way, for example, like pouring olive oil in his wine, filling with salt his slice of wedding cake, putting a fart cushi
Laura “Which dish do you prefer for our supper tonight? Fettuccine with mushrooms or filet mignon with duchesses potatoes?” Jason asked me on the other end of the line. He seemed excited to prepare dinner for me, which pleased me. “Um, I love a buttered filet mignon, but I also can't resist fettuc
Laura “Lindsay! It's been a long time,” I said excitedly, going over to hug her as she entered my office room. “Oh, Laura, I missed you so much,” she said with a smile for me as she returned my hug. I really didn't have any issues with her because I always liked her. She has always been an excelle
Laura I couldn't believe that Lindsay Roberts, that is, Lindsay Bathory, was right here in front of me, begging to come back to work at Hextec with me. I mean, she was the one who had left all that behind to get married and went to live in London and started a new life there with her husband; years
I blinked, trying to process what he was saying. "But what if... what if I mess it all up again? I’m not perfect, Matt. I have my flaws, my scars." He smiled, a smile both gentle and confident. "No one’s perfect, Lindsay. I’m not either. But you know what? My dad, Killian... he’s not my biological
Lindsay POV We arrived at the hotel after a night that still echoed in me like a good dream. Wyatt was exhausted, which wasn’t surprising after such an eventful day at the Weiss house. He fell asleep almost immediately after I put him to bed, a slight smile on his face that made me feel that, despi
Lindsay POV The dinner was a marvel, an experience that felt like a warm hug in the form of food and company. Emma Weiss insisted that I try every dish she had prepared with such care, and I couldn’t deny how much it made me feel welcomed. "My lasagna recipe is famous," she said with a proud smile,
Lindsay POV The weekend in Atlanta had a taste of novelty and nervousness. Matt had invited me to dinner at his mother's house, Emma Weiss, and the idea of meeting his family left me in a state of anxiety mixed with anticipation. I had never met the parents of someone I was dating since, well, sinc
Laura POV Jason and Terence were terrible singers, but that didn't stop them from diving into karaoke, hitting every note off-key while making their wives laugh with their comedic performance. Ava and I, now alone in a VIP area of the bar, continued the celebration of our daughters' entry into col
Laura POV"This strawberry drink is delicious," I commented, sipping my drink through a straw."Oh, nice. My pineapple one is really irresistible," Ava also commented, smiling, though the smile was somewhat reserved and awkward, just like mine.We were at a luxurious bar, a place that contrasted wit
As we walked, I thought about what Abby had said. It wasn't Caleb who mattered; it was the betrayal of a friendship I thought would last forever. The pain of losing that trust was still fresh, and perhaps that was why I didn't want to think about Caleb at all. But at the same time, there was a part
Annie POV I watched my parents' car drive away with a sense of sadness; part of me wanted to go with them and give up on everything, but I was also excited to start a new life at Oxwell. The sound of the engine fading into the distance seemed to carry away a piece of my childhood, leaving me with a
Jason POV We were in the Oxwell campus parking lot, giving our final hugs before heading back home. Annie was practically engulfed in our embrace, hugging us tightly and saying she would miss us, even though she knew she could come home every weekend. Her hug was a mix of farewell and beginning, so