The Girlfriend He Didn’t Save
Leading GemFace SlappingWinning Back the WifeMistressBiasGirl PowerPlot TwistsFeel-Good Story
My family's mall was running a major New Year's Eve event. My father, the chairman, sent me to oversee the floor as a shareholder.
That night, the crowd built past capacity, and a stampede broke out.
I was at the bottom of a pile, suffocating. My boyfriend, an executive at the mall, was reaching past me. He was lifting my best friend out of the crowd. She didn't have a scratch on her.
He cradled her and disappeared down the corridor.
The comms earpiece on my headset stayed on. His voice came through it.
"Vivian, are you okay? How could you listen to her? How could you let her drag you somewhere this dangerous?"
"Don't worry about her. She’s built tougher than you—she can take it.
But you... You’re too delicate to be marked by scars."
They got Vivian out. I had a broken rib and was admitted in critical condition.
After the dust settled, I asked Cole why he hadn't prioritized me.
He looked me in the eye. "Mall events are managed. Look at you. You're fine. This is my promotion window. You're my girlfriend. If I had pulled you out first, that's favoritism. Don't make a scene. Go check on Vivian. She was scared half to death."
I tightened my fist under the blanket.
I called my father.
"Dad. The stampede at Hartline Mall. I'm calling the hearing myself."