Catching up with him before he walks back into the ballroom, I move to grab his arm, but he yanks out of my grip.“Beau, please tell me you didn’t just say the word ‘fiancée’?” I ask, my heart beating hard against my chest. He’s about to reply, but someone beats him to it. My already cracked heart shatters into a million pieces once I hear her voice.“There you are, my love,” Hannah says from behind me. I hear her approaching, but before she can get to us, Beau walks up to her. I turn around, and what I see breaks my heart even more. Tears fill my eyes as Beau captures her lips in a kiss. My shattered heart squeezes in my chest and suddenly breathing is difficult. Beau doesn’t close his eyes as he kisses her; instead, he stares at me. I bite my lip to stop it from trembling and try my best to contain my tears, but I can’t. My knees weaken, so I lean against the wall to prevent myself from falling.I can’t believe he’s kissing her. Does Beau truly not love me anymore? When he said it a
I take a sip of my margarita and lie back down on the beach chair by Tamara’s pool. Sighing, I remember what she told me a few days ago. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that Beau will be married soon. Just the thought is hard for me to handle. It’s enough to make me want to drink, which is why I had to come over to Tamara’s, so I could do it without Dad eyeing me. I’ve been drinking more lately, and he worries.“There’s something I need to tell you,” Tamara says as she steps out of the pool.“I’m listening,” I say, putting my drink down and sitting up.“Harvey finally found out why Beau is behaving so strangely toward you.”“Really?” I ask, hope fluttering in my heart. Things might start making sense now.Tamara nods and looks at me with pity in her eyes.I wonder why, isn’t this good news? “What did he say?”“He hates you.”“What?” I ask, shocked.“Beau hates you, and Harvey says Jenny is responsible for it.”“I don’t understand.”“After Beau was discharged from the hospit
After I get word from my driver that he’s arrived, I make my way outside. The week has gone by so fast. It feels like just yesterday that I found out Beau was still engaged to Hannah. And now I’m on the way to the airport, so I can fly to Louisiana and stop the wedding.I’ve come up with a plan for how I will help Beau recover his memory. That’s the only good thing that happened this past week. Even though my plan isn’t rock solid, I have hopes it might work.Once I get outside, I notice everyone’s there to see me off. I kiss Dad, who is against me going to Louisiana, goodbye. We all remember what happened the last time I was there. And even though I assured him nothing like that will happen again, he’s still worried. I can’t blame him. He lost his grandchild, and almost me as well in the process. I’m sure he blames himself to some extent for what happened, despite the fact that he couldn’t have done anything to stop it.Next, I move to kiss Camila and Axel goodbye before entering the
“What are you reading over there?” Charles asks. It’s been a few hours since we took off. Charles apparently doesn’t care that I’m his sister’s enemy and has been talking to me for most of the flight. I think it’s because he has an interest in me, but I might be wrong.“A romance novel,” I reply, switching off my phone screen and turning to face him.“You’re a romance fan?”“Yes, I am.”“So, you must be waiting for your prince charming to rescue you then?”“No, I’m not.”“But you’re a romance fan?”“Yes.”“I’m confused,” he chuckles.I laugh before speaking. “I love romance novels, but not the typical kind you might be familiar with.”“Hmm, let me guess, you’re into dark romance,” Charles says, smirking.“Yes, I am.” I smile. “How did you know?”“Once you said it’s not the typical type of romance, dark romance was the next thing that came to my head. So, tell me your favorite book and why it’s your favorite.”“I don’t have just one favorite. I love too many.”“What if you had to choos
The following morning, I sneak onto the Williams’ estate to see Nana. Harvey says her bad days have been outnumbering her good, and she might be gone any day now. That’s why, even though Edward and Jenny will have my ass the moment they see me, I’m risking it. I don’t want to miss what might be my last chance to see her. She means a lot to Beau and has always been nice to me. I don’t even want to think about how he’s faring with her diagnosis, but he might not be struggling that much since he doesn’t have his memories. I hope he gets them back before it’s too late. I can’t imagine how torn he would be if he doesn’t get them back before she’s gone. He’d be devastated.I spent all night thinking of ways I could help Beau recover his memories. I wondered which memory we shared would be most important to him. We’ve made many memories together, but I think the shared loss of our child is the most significant. Unfortunately, I had already told him about that one, and it didn't do the trick.
Blindly, I stare at the ceiling and ponder Jenny’s words. I still can’t believe she threatened to kill my father. I have never felt more hopeless in my life.I can’t bear to watch Beau marry someone else and not do anything to stop it, but I also can’t risk my father’s life. There is no debate, I won’t risk my dad, but the price to keep him safe is a hefty one. I will have to live the rest of my days without Beau. My life is incomplete without him. I don’t even know how I’m going to function.Fresh tears escape my eyes and stain the pillow. I just wish there was a way I could be with Beau without losing my father in the process.My head turns when I hear the door opening. I was too shaken to move after speaking to Jenny, so I’m still in the room where Hannah’s wedding dress is. I wipe my cheeks and sit up to see who’s coming inside.“Yennefer,” I say, surprised. How did she know I was here?“Found you at last.” She smiles and closes the door behind her.“You were looking for me?” I as
“Gin and tonic,” I say to the bartender as I take a seat. The dive bar I found close to the airport seems as good a place as any to wait to check in for my flight.I try not to think about Beau as I down my drink but it’s hard. The last time I was out drinking because of him was the night we created our baby. Our poor child, they never got to see the world.I throw back the rest of my drink and ask for another. It wouldn’t be a good idea to get drunk and miss my flight, but one more won’t hurt.While on my second glass, I’m surprised to see Beau walk into the bar. He takes a seat at one of the booths, joining a man I haven’t seen before. What is he doing here? Even if he wanted a late-night drink, there are bars closer to the estate.I’ll have to get closer to them to figure out what’s going on. Taking a seat in the boot opposite theirs, I drop my head and use my hair to cover my face. It’s wrong to eavesdrop, but I can’t help it. Beau shouldn’t be here, and I know if I were to walk o
I play with my glass as I watch Hannah rub herself against Beau, who doesn’t seem to be enjoying her company very much, but that doesn’t matter. He’s still marrying her. I’m going to have a drinking problem by the time this wedding is over. The rehearsal dinner is tonight, and it’s going horribly for me.Everyone keeps talking about how they’re such a good match for each other. I’m already imagining how awful tomorrow will be. I can’t believe I agreed to stay. What the hell was I thinking?The only reason I decided to come tonight was because I was hoping to get a chance to talk Beau out of getting married, but all I’ve done is drink.I finish my fifth glass of wine and call the server over for a refill. My alcohol tolerance has increased recently, and I don’t want to think about how much drinking I must have been doing lately for that to happen. After my glass is refilled, I go to take a sip, but someone grabs it from my hand.“I think you’ve had enough for tonight,” Beau says, holdi