a's
r coffee shop on the corner. Dragging my soaked, heavy bags behind m
stared. I ignored them, slumping into a booth in the far c
mbled when the waitress app
to stop them from shaking. Cain's words replayed in my head on a merciless loop
l one, to his face. Calli
rough the fog of pain: Leah. Our mutu
contact. My voice was a raw, croaking thing when I
he line. A heavy, telling silence. "Ela
" My stomac
onight," Leah stammered, her voice low
ge...
crashing against the tabletop before shattering on the floor. Ho
ull throb on my skin that was nothing compared t
rt?" Leah's voice was frantic
"Who is she?" I asked, my voice te
. of the Silvermane family. They're
t Coast did. They were old money, a dynasty of p
from the
t just left me for another woman. He'd traded up. He'd climb
s all a few weeks ago, but he made us swear not to sa
w we
in his arms, he and all our friends were keeping this secret. T
trength to reply. I
e of pity and annoyance. I stared at the brown puddle and the broken shanames into my phone's search bar: "Ca
ws outlet. The headline screamed at me: *Blackwood and Silve
ing impossibly handsome in a tailored suit, stood beside a stunning blonde woman. Isolde
iance," "consolidating family assets," "pioneers of a new e
tate, on the edge of the
: To
away the shock and the pain. He didn't even have the decency to br
I wouldn't let him
g them on the table. My eyes, once filled with despair, now held a glint of
ng to tha
d, you owe me
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