Mag-log inIt 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
“Would you like some tea?” Mom asks, standing up.Mom has always had a special way of making it. I don’t know how she does it or if there is a secret ingredient; all I know is that her tea is amazing.I’ve tried making it a couple of times, but no matter how I follow the instructions, I’ve never bee
I glare at him. “Who the fuck do you think you are, Noah?”He grinds his teeth, his jaw clenched so tight I swear it’s going to snap. His eyes blaze with something violent, something dangerous. If looks could kill, I’d be dead ten times over.“You know what?” I add bitterly, “at this point I’d prefe
“I don’t need him, and the baby doesn’t either,” I say, the words building strength. “I could ask for a transfer. Start fresh. You can come visit… but Noah doesn’t need to be in our lives.”Lilly stares at me like I’ve lost my mind, and maybe to some extent I have, but this seems like the best cours
My phone buzzes against the dresser as I’m fastening the small clasp on my bracelet.“Are you at the hospital yet?” Mom’s voice is bright, brimming with that warm excitement that always gives her away.“Not yet,” I say, slipping my bag over my shoulder. “I’m just getting ready to leave.”I can almos







