When I got home, he would stand over me as I sat on the couch and scream in my face. And I would take it because, until recently, I was convinced I deserved it…that I was a failure as a wife, and his anger was warranted. Meanwhile, my brother had been here, loving a niece he hadn’t spent any tim
ALEXANDER I was a fucking idiot. Since the day I met her as a kid, Bailee Evans had been the only one who could get to me. Whenever she was around, all my control snapped. Now, I had to deal with the fallout of my actions once again. Only this time, it was worth it because it was for her.
“I’m sorry that I hurt you. It was the last thing that I wanted to do, but I wasn’t given a choice.” “I just said we shouldn’t talk about it!” She snapped before looking down the hallway, fear on her face. “Shit! We are going to wake her. Just...just get out!” “Look, I’m going to be around, esp
BAILEE My phone ringing startled me awake, though I hadn’t intended to pass out on the couch. Usually, when Brinley was sick, I would sleep in her room to ensure she was okay. I jumped for the phone to keep the ringer from waking Brinley. It had been pointless, though, because I cursed loudly as
My heart was pumping loudly, the blood whooshing in my ears as I stared at the closed door, hoping he would look in the bedroom, see it was empty, and leave. Instead, a blood-curdling scream ripped from my throat as the closet door was thrown open to show a large figure in the doorway. “Ms. Evans
ALEXANDER I scowled as I stared at the back of the bottle, reading the dosage as Bailee turned on the bath in the adjoining bathroom. “How much do I owe you?” She asked, and I looked up to see her leaning against the door frame, staring at me stone-faced. “For the medicine, how much was it?”
BAILEE My knee bounced as we sat in the waiting room. I was nervous, but not because of my meeting with Mr. Collins. I was nervous about giving Alexander the apology he was owed. He had hurt me beyond belief when we were younger, but the way I had treated him today was unacceptable. Over the p
ALEXANDER Entering through the parking garage, I took my private elevator directly to my office, wanting to avoid passing Caleb in the main lobby, where I had Nathan seat him. He could have waited on my floor, but I didn’t want him to overhear anything he shouldn’t or go snooping. “Mr. Kingston