Broken Ties, Shattered Dreams

ulously recovered from her near-drowning with nothing more than a delicate cough. They hovered around her constantly

ry. As I rounded a corner, I saw Tiffany coming toward me. My first instinct was to turn and

to a charity gala tonight. The theme is vintage glamor. I was thinking... t

mother, a woman I never knew. It was a simple, silver oval,

stinctively covering the locket at

"Don' t be so selfish. It' s just for

" I said, my voice firm.

Fine," she whispered, her lip trembling. We were standing at the top of a short flight of marble steps leadin

e dizzy," she cried out, her

y arm scraping against the sharp edge of a step, a deep gash opening up on my forearm. Pain flared, hot and

" she shrieked, bursting int

ies. They saw the scene: a sobbing Tiffany on the floor,

was immediate a

ed, rushing to Tiffany' s side. "Can' t

and helped Tiffany to her feet, fussing over her as if she wer

," Tiffany sobbed into his chest.

pain. Blood was seeping through my fingers, dripping onto the white marbl

wer you and throw you both down the stairs. It makes perfect sense." He was using his lawyer vo

aded, holding it out. "I

probably got that from thrashing around. You have always been clum

' t even consider it. My word

leading her away. "Come on, swee

"You' re pathetic, Chloe," he spat, before fol

was sharp, but the coldness seeping into my bones had nothing to do with the stone floor. It wa