s Pers

ks." I was extremely

making a scene. I'm trying to mak

ears of emotional torture had drained

you tired? You're always so dramatic. Fine, keep sulking. I'm

heek. Eight years, and I would always be

the door, the air was thick with Giselle's cloying perfume.

strands of blonde hair tangled in it. Next to it, my La Mer face cream-the one I rarely used

eal, and the La Mer was an expensive investment. Cole, on the oth

he designer coat I had saved up

rang. It

uch better after the skydive. Oh, by the way, she borrowed y

enched. "

lieved. "Oh, and she used your Dyson and face

wasn't just heartache; this was the h

on? My

"We can share everything, right? What's

, it was always my things and my time being casually

"Do you think it's appropriate for Giselle

y best friend. More than that, she's family. It's just a co

t about things. This was my personal sanctuary being t

ts home safe. We'll talk when you

realization hit me: this wasn't my hom