chapter one hundred and fifty-five

Pov Emily

"What are the chances of you coming out of this on top? Wake up, Caitlin!"

"I didn't authorize you to speak," she says, searching for something in her bag.

"You know our reputation, huh? Nobody messes with our family and lives to tell the tale."

"Well, I hate to disappoint you, but that's not up to my family. Ethan is still fine. Alive and well!"

"For now," I mutter.

"Damn it!"

"Something out of the plan, Caitlin?" I tease.

"There is... you! It wasn't part of my plans to leave that damn hospital and find Tyler married to you, the beautiful and coveted Emily Parker. I know the history of your family, always taking what belongs to others."

"So, Tyler was yours?" I mock.

"You don't deserve everything you have, not at all," she throws her bag on the floor and sits in front of me. I stop trying to untie myself at the same second.

"What do you intend to accomplish with this, Caitlin?" I ask.

"I'm going to tell you a story, Emily... my story."

"I don't like clichés!"

She