Too Late Novels & Stories

Naturally, I couldn't take that kind of insult. Right in front of his mother, I texted Grayson that I was breaking up with him. Before I left, I looked at her and said calmly, "Mrs. Miller, I got into the top computer science program in the city based on my own ability. I don't think that's something a vase could do."

Yet again and again, she still went out of her way to stay late and work overtime with him. Caleb also slowly started to like James. James would always let Caleb binge on the junk food I forbade him to eat. When I urged Caleb to finish his homework, James would always secretly take him out to play. It went on until the day I heard Caleb say he didn't like me and wanted James to be his father. Just then, the bedroom door was pushed open. Daisy walked to my bedside, the hickeys on her neck still clearly visible. "Don't take the online comments to heart. I'll contact someone to help resolve them."

On the day my family went bankrupt, my older sister fled the country overnight to escape her wedding. When I returned home after selling off every luxury item I owned, my alcoholic father drugged me and sent me to the bed of Tristan Chevalier, a man with intermittent explosive disorder. Once the effects of the drug wore off, he realized something was wrong. His eyes bloodshot with rage, he wrecked Chevalier Manor. He was even willing to sever ties with his family just to go abroad and explain everything to my sister. In the end, however, Tristan's grandmother, Donna, threatened to take her own life, forcing him to marry me and register our marriage. Whenever Donna pressured him to hav