LOGINWhen the police showed up that night, cuffing me in front of everyone, I played my part perfectly. The shock on Annie’s face, the desperation in Jason’s voice—it hurt to see, but I knew it was necessary. The arrest was a performance, orchestrated with Michael’s help and the cooperation of the loc
Laura’s POV The Hawaiian night was soft and warm, the kind that wraps you in a sense of peace, even after the storm. I stood on the balcony of our resort suite, the ocean’s gentle rhythm in the distance, my arms around Annie and Conrad, with Jason at my side. The chaos of the past few hours—the
I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My plan—our plan—had been perfect. Airtight. How had it fallen apart? I looked at Laura, now standing with Jason’s arm around her, her face serene, like she’d never doubted this outcome. Max was still grinning, enjoying my downfall a little too much. “And t
Zoey’s POV The sharp clack of my heels echoed through the cold, sterile hallway of the Hawaiian police station, each step a victory march. Laura Williams Davies was behind bars, waiting to be transferred to New York for her trial, and I couldn’t wait to see her—broken, defeated, stripped of her unt
“Laura Williams Davies,” one of the officers said, his voice cutting through the chatter like a knife. “You’re under arrest for murder.” The world seemed to freeze. Laura’s smile vanished, her face going pale as the officers moved in, pulling her arms behind her back. The click of the handcuffs was
Zoey’s POV It had been months since I swore revenge on Laura Williams Davies, months since she’d humiliated me by firing me in front of everyone, tossing me out like I was nothing. The memory still burned—a sharp, jagged thing that fueled every step I took. Taking down someone like Laura wasn’t e
Annie There was something about wedding parties that I loved, so see her because of the girls' day that my mom gave for me and her whenever we had these important moments to go, so she and I spent every day getting ready doing our hair, our nails, our makeup, putting on a dress and shoes that said
Laura Jason was still complaining about Anne saying that she didn't actually love her boyfriend because she didn't want to have this intimate moment with him, so I was a little confused by that. He and I were still in bed, talking about our kids, and the day had barely started, really. “Do you rea
6 years later Laura When I woke up that morning, it was still very early. Jason was sleeping peacefully next to me, and I smiled at the sight. I gave him a calm kiss on the forehead, and then I intended to sneak out of bed without waking him, but he held my arm even though his eyes were still clos
Laura There was something magical about talking about intimate and personal containment with a daughter, it was as if we had given birth to our best friend, a part of us that would never judge us for anything, and on top of that, we would find all our stories from the past so exciting and adventuro







