Chloe Davis, Isabella's ever-loyal be

py to see you," Chloe said

ssed you

lite, nonco

dropping conspiratorially, "she fought

rm with Julian at industry parties, while I was pa

d on, "just to make sure you could even

the cold shoulders. If Isabella fought for me,

or you, Ethan.

face neutral. Th

g, Chloe," I said, tr

ation she once reserved for me, her laughter at his jokes, her hand in his. The

out, some glancing our way. I could hear the

er? The one who had th

ran off

old money Hollywood. They w

and a daughter, Lily, waiting for me

ieves you two are meant to be. 'Desert

'Desert Bloom' was my script. Min

y, but the delusion w

to talk, Ethan.

d, my voice firm but quiet. "The

this, from them. This wh