Laura “Are they gone already?” Suzy asked as soon as I got back to my apartment. “Uh-hum,” I replied, nodding, and plopped down on the couch, feeling extremely tired and with a headache. “The day was huge today, wasn’t it?” She commented with a giggle, seeing my deplorable situation. I nodded
Kendall The taxi was stopped in front of a prison, with me inside. It had taken me a long time to locate this person, but since I was a persistent woman, I never gave up, just as I never gave up on recovering what was mine. I got out of the taxi after paying the toll and headed towards the prison
Laura I let him into my office. Graham Thompson, was different than I remembered him; he was taller and older than many years ago. Graham had abandoned me at our aunt's house when I was a little older than Annie. “Stay here and don't follow me; you're a dead weight to me,” he said back then, push
Laura “But he’s my brother, Gideon. Despite everything, he and I have the same blood,” I said, defending my point of view. How could I not put myself in Graham's shoes? He was the only person who was there when my parents were alive... When I saw him again, it was like opening an album of memories
Laura “Oh, Laura. It's me, Graham; I ended up getting your address from Hextec. It's just... well, I have nowhere to sleep today. Could you let me sleep over at your house?” He asked in a sad voice. I gasped when I heard that. How come? How had he gotten my damn address? “I know I must be abusi
Laura “Are you sure you want to sleep in the living room with him? The couch doesn't look that comfortable to sleep on,” I said to Gideon as he went to say goodnight to me at my bedroom door. My fussy little daughter was jumping on my bed while singing something, waiting for me to join her in sle
“Daddy, I need to go to sleep now,” said the girl to her father in a low voice as if even that was a secret between them. I shook my head, crossing my arms over my chest. The girl handed the cell phone to me. “Daddy said he wants to talk to you, Mommy,” she said. I sighed, taking out my cell phone
LauraThat night I slept poorly, with Jason's suspicious words ringing in my head, and even though I had my daughter sleeping peacefully in my arms, I couldn't feel at ease. What if Jason's suspicions were right? I mean, Graham might not be in cahoots with Kendall, but he could very well want to use
Laura POV “I love the outfit you chose to wear today. You’re absolutely stunning, my love,” I said, praising my daughter while gently caressing her arm. This weekend had been tough for Annie. She’d had the freshman ball on Friday night, and today, Sunday, she had to accompany me to this brunch at L
Annie POV That night, we fell asleep curled up together, still reveling in each other’s bodies. It was simply impossible to describe. A mix of longing, nostalgia, and satisfaction at having him there again, feeling his body under my fingers, his kisses, his gaze, running my hand through his silky
Annie POV Peter Morton’s face was just inches from mine, staring at me. The electric blue of his eyes was so close I could see his irises dilating and contracting. “You okay, Lady Ann?” he asked. I sighed with a small smile, half in delight. “It’s been a while since anyone called me that.” Actual
Annie POV The masked boy—who I didn’t want to admit was Peter—took me to an upscale, comfortable hotel where I could spend the night safely, away from everything, and try to regain my composure and figure out what to do next. “You can stay here,” he said calmly, though his voice still carried a hi
Annie POV The masked boy led me through the dark campus, his hand firm in mine as we ran away from the ballroom. My legs trembled, the blue dress swishing with each step, and tears still streamed down my face, hot and relentless. The sound of the shouts, the judgments, still echoed in my head, bu
“No choice?” He cut me off, his tone incredulous. “Are you serious? You chose to help Madison make that video. You chose to plug it into the projector. And now Annie’s out there, broken, while you try to run from the responsibility. This doesn’t fix anything, Abby. It wasn’t supposed to end like thi
Abby POV I was there, tucked away in the shadows of the ballroom’s corner, my heart still racing as I watched the chaos I’d helped create unfold. The giant screen kept playing that horrible video, distorted and manipulated clips of Annie echoing through the room like a final verdict. People poin
Annie POV I was still on the dance floor, the warmth of the masked boy’s body against mine, my head resting on his chest as the slow music guided us. The sound of his heartbeat against my ear was almost hypnotic, and I let myself get lost in that feeling I couldn’t quite explain. He’d just said s
I swallowed hard, Caleb’s words coming back to haunt me. “Have you ever stopped to think that maybe we’ve gone too far?” He’d said that at the mall, and I’d hung up on him, but now they echoed in my head. Annie had hurt me, yes. The fight in the dorm, the way she called me fake, like I was trash she