A Sweet Vengeance
AB
ike I am walking on eggshell
even wors
, every glance from a cowo
bigger puzzle I'm only
en his voice cuts through t
lds, in my o
ent and my stomach does a little flip -nerves or annoyance,
office is immaculate, all dark wood and sleek fur
away, just flips through
ys, finally g
ke a lifeline. "Mr. Montero," I s
oo long, and I resist the urge to squi
control," I re
eyes narrowing slightly. "Tell me, Miss
of nowhere. I blink, cau
y, to people. What d
it's... earned," I say carefully. "It's not something yo
ion unreadable. "Inte
eavy and suffocating, unt
ike I've just stepped off a t
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ng as I sit with Evelyn in the cafete
o have lunch with me. Thanks to me, I had A
of it, is that
stabbing her salad with a fork. "I swear, if I have
across from her feels like sitting a
" I say lightly, twirling my fork. "It's wor
eaking of, how's Andrew? Still
would
p my face neutral. "Oh, you k
r lips curving into a
in her facade. But Evelyn is a pro. She giv
tely. Have you noticed anything? Like, is there
that I know of. Maybe he's j
show. Instead, I laugh like it's
er it becomes that she is al
s damn go
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up on the couch when the
call, setting
Andrew stands there, ho
lashing that charming s
"Andrew, what ar
the flowers. "Thought I'd check in. How's wor
s my stomach twist
ing the flowers on the co
s narrowing slightly. "You'd tell
" I lie, my
. But every word, every glance, feels calculated. When h
amn interested i
e same with my pa
died and it
ges until I find what I'm looking for a note about my parents'
y I got back from school and I saw my dad talking
the deal hav
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et when I stay late to finish some reports. Most of the lights are off, and
k up when voices
ou have to," a
s coming from
ero, Jake's father snaps. "This is bigger than you,
teral
t pounding so loudly I'
his tone ice-cold. "I'm not letting you turn it into a war zone. I am
Victor fires back. "Do what
talking about, but every instinct screams that
he edge of the carpet. I stumble, and
voice
's th
me as foots