My Second Chance, His Last

a part. "Ethan," I began, forcing a quiver into my voice, "Northwood is such a huge opportunity. For both of us.

t?" She stepped closer to Ethan, possessively linking her arm through his. "Some things are

fed. They were both fools, locked in their own little drama, completely oblivious to the r

d. My actual, physical letter. I searched my room, my ba

about Tiffany, couldn't stand the thought of me succeeding without him, or worse, leaving

lap on the porch swing. "Ethan," I said, keeping

have seen it?" Tiffany giggled. "Maybe you lo

raight at Ethan. "It's str

e, a risky, manipulativ

sper, "if I go to Northwood and get a really good job, make a lot of

to his greed and his lazy assumption th

can't go without it." I made sure he saw the tears welling in my eyes again. "I was so hopi

was hopelessly in love with him, that I'd do anything for him, even

. It was crumpled and torn at the edg

tted it." He handed it over, but not before adding, "So, about that financial support... you won't forget your o

'd outsmarted me, secur