Laura FLASHBACK ON So Jason took me on that trip to Chicago, where I got to meet his family. As expected, his mother was a sweetheart, so loving and attentive that I wanted to be close to her. She didn't make me feel strange or like I was a fish out of water; quite the opposite, I felt welcomed an
Laura FLASHBACK ON Moments later, I was strolling through the gardens of the Davies mansion in Chicago with Rosanne by my side. We were talking about feminine foolishness while she and I formed a bond since she was his mother and I would be his wife. It was necessary for us to get used to one anot
Laura That afternoon, Jason and I played in the cool seawater as if we were two children without much to worry about. These moments I could have had with him were precious; the laughs came easily, and the touches were without fear. I was constantly remembering the time when my love for him first bl
Laura He and I were looking at each other deeply as we caressed each other, the warm water from the outdoor shower still falling on us. “When did you find out you loved me? When did this happen?" I asked, wanting to know about something so intimate at that moment that was so important to me. I ha
Laura Jason and I were living in a love paradise where everything was perfect for our souls; it was amazing and rejuvenating, but since happiness doesn't always last forever, when we woke up that morning, we knew today was day 7. We did our usual little routine that we did this week while acting as
Laura "Mommy Daddy! You guys came back!" It was Annie calling us as she ran towards us at the airport. Jason and I had just arrived in Manhattan, and the first thing we had was a deep and warm hug from our daughter. “Oh, my God, sweetie. We missed you so much,” I said as I caressed her back. With
Laura Annie went all the way home, telling us what the last seven days had been like. She had stayed at the Pritchard's house and seemed to have had a great time with the couple's children. “It was so cool! Abby and I used to play with the babies before bed; they are such cute little things! Gray
Suzy Allen The New York summer afternoon extended everywhere, but the weather was neither cold nor hot, and I was staring at the uninteresting landscape through the window of the waiting room of that city's prison. In fact, the landscape outside was just a blind spot; my thoughts were far away whi
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
Abby POV I was leaning against the wall of the ballroom, the cup of punch in my hand already warm and forgotten, as I watched Annie dance with that masked boy. The soft lights of the ball cast shadows over them, and even from so far away, you could feel something in the air—a chemistry almost tangi
Anne POV I was there, trying to at least pretend I was enjoying the party with Summer, letting the loud music and spinning lights distract me from the weight pressing on my chest. Summer danced beside me, throwing her arms up with that endless energy of hers, and I tried to keep up, forcing a smile