ANMELDENHe doesn’t move or speak. He doesn’t even blink for a second.Then finally, after what feels like decades, he breathes, “What the fuck…”“Exactly what I thought," I say, looking at a spot on the floor.“I thought she was bad,” he continues, running a hand through his hair, pacing now. “I thought sh
I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting here… Minutes? Hours? Days?Time doesn’t make sense anymore. Not after everything I read. Not after everything I know now.I’ve been sitting here, wracking my brain, trying to understand how I missed it all these years. How I never once got even the slightest
I slam the diary shut and hurl it across the room as my chest heaves, my breaths coming in uneven bursts.“Sorry?” I rasp.She was sorry? As if that fixes anything. As if that erases years of damage. As if that gives Sierra back everything we took from her.A guttural sound rips from my throat as I
“My God…” The voice that leaves me is unrecognizable.I thought Chloe and I had built something real, something beautiful, only to realize that it wasn’t. It was stolen.I lived a life that was never meant to be hers. A life that belonged to Sierra.I lived out a dream, while the woman who created i
Sierra’s words kept ringing in my head over and over like a broken record. They just kept coming back no matter how hard I tried to push them away.The entire ride, it’s all I could think about. All I could obsess about, because honestly, they made no sense at all.[Until you understand the full sco
I drag a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly.“I just… needed to see you,” I admit, my voice rough.Her expression doesn’t soften. If anything, it hardens.“You’ve seen me,” she says flatly. “Now you can leave.”The words land like a punch to the gut because I deserve that. I deserve worse.“I kno
She wasn’t as little as Nova is now, but even at eleven, it feels far too young to know how to manipulate people. Another reason I was drawn to her was because, like me, she was there on a scholarship. Our school was built for the filthy rich, so finding someone who felt a little like me was comfor
Sierra.I wake up feeling like I’ve been hit by a truck. Every muscle in my body aches in protest the moment I move. I know I needed the distraction yesterday; that’s why I cleaned, but damn, I’m regretting that decision now. I should’ve just spent the day lazing around, maybe napping or finally cat
The moment the twins’ doors click shut; I don’t wait. I stalk into my office, close, and pull my phone out. I dial Sierra’s number. She answers on the fourth ring, sounding exhausted. I shake myself. I shouldn’t be able to tell when she’s tired and I hate that I can read her like this.“What game a
I rub at my face, trying to wipe the flour away, but it’s useless. The more I try, the worse it gets. The icing smears across my cheek, my fingers are sticky, and at some point, I just… give up.So, I just stand there awkwardly frozen at the door, not sure what to do.Noah’s eyes drag over me slowly







