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
LauraI decided to leave my hair blonde as it already was. I decided to keep it that way from now on as a memory of Richard and also to represent this change in my life. Furthermore, I could fail countless times, but I wasn't afraid to start over from scratch. I took a deep breath, looking at my im
"Mommy?" My daughter called softly as she entered the room. I quickly wiped the tears away and lifted my head to look at her. “Come, my little angel,” I called to her, opening my arms. She walked over to me, climbed onto the bed, and hugged me. "Are you sick?" She asked, worried about me. I sm
I had practically lost all my money and positions; my influence in that city had been taken from me, and my name was being associated with worse things. All the friends and companions that I believed loved me and would stay by my side forever left me; even Terrence was a little distant, preferring t
“Terrence? Did you come for Suzy? I don’t know if she wants to see you,” she said without much interest in me as she noticed Ava. “And who is this? Your beloved wife? Impressive! Is this a real Hermès?” Clary asked, boldly reaching for Ava's bag, who flinched. I pushed her away with my arm. “Stop







