LOGINIt glints softly and as I run my thumb over it, it grounds me. Tethers me to the present and reminds me that I am not alone.The panic doesn’t disappear, but it eases just enough for me to breathe again. Just because they’re suing me doesn’t mean my life or my career is over. It feels catastrophic,
SIERRAI’m sitting on the couch, laptop open in front of me, pretending to read through research articles, but I can’t get my mind to focus. At this point I think I won’t be able to focus on anything until everything is cleared.The company hasn’t sent their lawyers, but I know it’s not a matter of
Just thinking about it makes bile rise in my throat.Slowly, I reach into the drawer and pull out Chloe’s diary. I need something solid. Something real. Something to anchor me.My fingers tremble slightly as I flip it open and turn the page.[We all used to hang out even though it wasn't often, but
She freezes, just for a second, before her face smooths out. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”I advance on her slowly. “So you’re going to play stupid?”“I really don’t know…”“Jocelyn.”I say the name and watch her closely… Then I see it. The widening of her eyes and the split-second panic
For a second, everything freezes. My hand tightens around the car door handle, my feet rooted to the ground.“Mr. Wood?” Blaze’s voice pulls me out of the paralysis.“Are you sure?” I ask.“Yes,” he replies. “I ran through security footage. They’ve been meeting at least twice a week.”I inhale slowl
“If I remember correctly,” she says coolly, “you stopped me.”“That’s because I didn’t want us to sleep together before I officially made you mine,” I reply. “And before I could do that, you told me to get out.”She scoffs. “What did you expect? You basically rejected me and even after that, I gave
I held on until I couldn’t anymore. Until the memories hurt more than they healed. Until surviving required letting him go.He’s still standing where I once stood. Still holding on. Still grieving... and somehow, knowing that, seeing it, makes my heart burn and soften at the same time.I take a smal
Noah.I stare at Brook and wonder if I missed something all those years ago. If maybe, just maybe, Lilly and Sierra had been right all along, and I’d been too blind to see a fucking thing.The woman standing in front of me isn’t the girl I thought I knew. Her eyes are red and burning, her mouth twis
I start reading. My voice is a little shaky at first, but it steadies as the story unfolds. It’s some fantasy adventure about a boy and a dragon. The kind of story that would have lit my imagination on fire as a kid.At some point, I feel Noah’s gaze on me. It’s not heavy. Not intense. Just there. W
We leave the house after what feels like an entire emotional marathon, even though it is barely past mid-morning. My chest is still tight, my mind still buzzing, but the twins don’t seem to notice the tension humming between their father and me. They chatter nonstop as we walk toward the car. “Lio







