Game Of Hearts
Brooks
My mind raced with questions, doubts, and a profound sense of betrayal. What ha
er if the chasm between Conrad and me had grown too wide to bridg
sing my curiosity for leading me into this uncomfortable situation. I took a step back, tryi
pile of plastic chairs. The deafening clatter filled the hall,
n exposing me like a deer caught in headlights. The girl who had been sharing an intim
ocked onto mine. I retreated instinctively, my back pressing against the co
wrong time," he said, his voice laced with a
as I replied, "I...I didn't mean
. As my heart threatened to burst from the tension, a sudden interruption came to my rescue. A tall, strikingly handsome guy appeared, moving s
voice smooth and confident. He turned to me and continu
nd and led me away from the hall, leaving Conrad behind. As we walked away, my thoughts whi
Surprised by his sudden appearance and introduction, I realized that he had indeed been sitting rig
introduction, feeling gratitude toward this
ed in a little closer, his voice lowered. "You should stay away
echoed in my mind. I nodded, thankful for
whenever you need me." His flirty smile sent a tingle down my sp
e breathless because now, the pretty girl I had admired hours ago was wearing a smile and standing right in
ced herself with a confidence that made me feel like a mere whisper in the
rooks,"
knowing glint. "Oh, Jenna, I've heard about you," she
a strong word but ok
oice low. "So, tell me, how hard is it
se. "Well, he's not really difficult," I began, m
and I couldn't help but feel a pang of
f amusement from her eye. "Oh, Jenna, yo
nfused by her reaction
r voice filled with amusement. "He's not just any guy. He's practically the king
been so oblivious to this side of Conrad? The Conrad I knew would never hurt a fly so how had he changed so d
er, "And guess what, Jenna? I'm his next target
next target was Olivia? The word 'target' had a chilling wave to it. How could Conrad consid
ds, Jenna." Olivia
r, Conrad appeared from nowhere and stood in front of Olivia. I was shocked by how big his s
and everything seemed to annoy me. Was it the fact that the one person I had been looking forward to meeting all these years was treating me with so much indifference? Or the
ighed so loud that it attracted
he desk next to mine. Then I saw that familiar smile, it was Jamie. O
esk, "You know, if you're ha
ldn't Conrad be more like him? You
before placing my head on the desk. Was I alr