Cherry Jones Audiobooks Novels & Stories

They were far-off echoes I could barely place anymore. "Daisy," a voice called out behind me. I turned, and my expression went cold. Carl was already charging toward me. I slammed the door, but he jammed his hand into the gap just in time. His fingers were crushed instantly, and the skin turned an ugly blue. He clenched his jaw, refusing to let go even as the pain twisted his face. "Just let me talk to you, please?" His voice sounded almost pleading. I froze. Was this really Carl?

Cherry raised her brows and said smugly, "It's a good thing I got rid of that ungrateful idiot Samuel. Otherwise, how would I ever have a boyfriend as good as Neil? I'm going to win today's championship and dedicate it to him!" Watching their picture-perfect scene, I curled my lips into a cold smile before looking away. Cherry should go ahead and laugh while she still could. This high wouldn't last, and the crash would be ugly.