I dated my lawyer boyfriend for five years. He canceled our wedding. Fifty-two times. First time? His intern messed up some paperwork. He ditched me at the beach to fix it. I waited all day. Alone. Second time, we were mid-ceremony when he bolted. Heard that intern was getting heat from another lawyer and left me to face the guests and their stares. After that, every time we tried again, there was always some "emergency" with her. Always. I finally hit my limit. I was done. Packed up and broke it off. But the day I left Ainsley? He totally lost it trying to find me.
Lihat lebih banyakAfter that whole circus, I told everyone at the firm I was off the market for good.No dates. No flings. No guys trying to charm their way in. I was all in on my career now.Owen? He vanished. Probably crawled back to Ainsley.Meanwhile, I locked in. Case after case, I crushed it. People in legal circles started dropping my name.Then one day, a coworker accidentally found out I was related to the firm's partners—aka my parents.I braced for the nepotism whispers.Instead, they cracked up."No wonder you're such a beast—you've got the bosses' DNA!""Only rockstar parents could raise someone this good!"And just like that, I exhaled.Hearing their praise, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.Yeah. I'd earned this.I started cashing in my vacation days and hit the road.Summer? I was beachside, soaking up sun.Fall? Hiking through insane mountain views.Winter? Curled up at my parents' place, watching snow fall.Spring? Climbing peaks like I was chasing the new
I really thought Owen had finally peaced out of Caverton.But nope—dude roped in some of my own coworkers to pull a fast one on me. People I actually liked.By the time I stepped onto the lawn, I was floored.It was the weekend, and just seeing Owen wrecked my whole vibe.He'd recreated our first wedding—same setup, same tux I had custom-made for him. And there he was, grinning like a dope."Reiny Reinsdorf, will you marry me?"Cue the coworkers going wild."Say yes! Say yes!"My blood boiled.After days of stalking and drama, how the hell did he think this would work?His eyes lit up, like he actually believed this would be a fairytale ending."You seriously think a knockoff wedding's gonna fix this?"I snapped. Slapped him, hard. Right there in front of everyone.Silence. Just the music still playing.Someone nearby mumbled, "He said he's your boyfriend... aren't you two just...""You're really buying that?" I shot back. "Aren't you all lawyers? Try using your brains—w
Owen didn't say a word. Just shoved the bracelet into my hand like that would fix anything."Take it. It's your favorite. Doesn't mean anything—I just hope it makes you smile."I laughed, sharp and cold, eyes locked on the stupid thing. "Yeah, I don't care about it anymore."Then I chucked it straight into the trash. Heard it crack at the bottom like it knew it was done.His eyes went wide. Mouth open. Nothing came out."I only cared about it 'cause I loved you. Everything you gave me used to matter. Now? I can't even look at you. You make me sick."His eyes went red. He rubbed one like he could hide it.First time I ever saw him cry.But me? I'd cried plenty.When he got jumped after his first case.When he finally got that apartment in Ainsley.At our first wedding.And the first time he ditched me for Vanessa—yeah, I cried like it was the end of the world.He went from acting like he cared to not giving a damn.Now he was crying just because I finally didn't want him.
By the time I got back to Caverton, it was already late.My parents—early sleepers, always—were by the arrival gate, scanning every face. The second I spotted them, I ran straight into their arms, my voice shaky."Mom, Dad..."Dad ruffled my hair, smiling wide. "You're home. That's all that matters."Home hadn't changed a bit. After two days of crashing, I jumped into work at the law firm they built.They kept it hush-hush—no one knew I was their kid. I had to go through everything like a regular newbie. Probation and all.But honestly? I felt lighter. Free.Starting now, I was doing this for me.If I crushed it in Ainsley, I could do it here too.***Three months in, I passed probation. My parents threw a mini feast at home."Knew my girl would crush it!"Getting through probation at their firm? No joke.Right as Mom started setting the table, the doorbell rang.I opened it without thinking—and there he was. Owen. Three months no contact."Reiny..."He looked rough. Th
Mr. Specter was locking up when Owen rushed up, out of breath. "Did Reiny quit?"Specter blinked. "You didn't know? She came in earlier, insisted on resigning. Said it had nothing to do with you, and she'd explain to you later."Owen froze.Flashes of Reiny trying to talk to him hit hard. But every time, Vanessa had dragged him off. He'd even defended her earlier that day.He never gave Reiny a real shot to say anything.All he saw was Vanessa.Grabbing Specter's shoulders, eyes wild, he asked, "Do you know where she went?"Mr. Specter didn't flinch. Just brushed him off. "She's not my employee anymore. Call her yourself."Out of leads, Owen slumped into a chair.And just sat there.For what felt like forever.Memories started creeping in.He and Reiny met five years ago—right at the law school gate. Reiny had just finished a case with her advisor and was heading back to her dorm when Owen spotted her.Despite her protests, he insisted on carrying her suitcase all the way
Vanessa was already sober. Only one light glowed in the room.She slid her hands over Owen's chest, dressed in a tiny slip. "Owen..."He shoved her off. "Don't."She froze.His phone kept looping the same line:"Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable..."He'd lost count. No answer."No way. She's just mad," he muttered, jumping up. "She doesn't mean it. I'll go home. That'll fix it."Owen grabbed his shoes and bolted, tuning out Vanessa yelling after him.He blew through red lights the whole way back.The second he opened the door—pitch black.Reiny hated the dark. Even when he wasn't home, she'd leave a light on.His chest tightened. "Reiny?" he called into the silence.Nothing.Click.He flipped the switch. The room was bare.She was gone. Like, really gone.He crept toward the bedroom, nerves shot, still clinging to hope.Spotless.On the nightstand, their only photo—ripped. Just his half left.His eyes locked on the background. College graduation. That was
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