It's full of spilled champagne and broken promises. Full of Lilith's fake-innocent eyes staring

, I stare at a small shard of glass near my feet. It catches the light like

is hidden under the sun. The reputation, I can't protect for long. Th

ther business meeting he's handled. "Good. I'll have Hugo draw up the p

The document I'd signed out of love. Now used against m

wns. "

now. Seeing him stand In front

, you're misunderstanding." I turn and look at her. She

ine. We'll give you space. But Giselle , be

til the papers are signe

ks out. Lilith scurries after him like a puppy running after it's mom.

tting into my dress, into my skin. I don't care. I lie there, b

his. Rage at Lilith for betraying me. Rage at myself for not seeing it sooner. The sig

along. I don't know how long I would stay there. The dreams we built, Venus tec

to. No real friends in this society bubble. My

a's soft voice slips through the

fying. I look like a ghost. smeared makeup, torn dress, wild eyes, mascara smeared my face, with blood

," I lie. "Pleas

to my feet, ignoring the pain. I need to move. To breathe. I'm broken not dead. Dad used to say, when t

suite. The place I always used when things got tense.

myself. The lights outside the windows on. The city ke

press. I silence it. I'm not ready to talk. Then another buzz, my

e penthouse at 9 AM with the separation agreement. Be ready." It rea

. Not yet. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I hear my father's voice. I was maybe six

, that's when you find out what you're made of. Nothing

ow? I get it. I wipe the last tear from my face.

e pain is still there. But underneath it, some

ng, He's about to learn just