No Love, Only Ash

nto a future with Liam, complete with a secret I was

there he was, leaning against his Mustang at an illegal street race, Chloe' s arm looped throu

beautiful dinner, the white rose, the secret b

k from the brink, mocked by her triumphant smirk as she declared, "Some peop

trast to his flimsy excuses. And then, the next morning, I found it – a pot of beef soup si

d gesture of apology meant not for me, but for his "wildfire" Chloe. He had called me "Ava

ound of his whispered endearments to Chloe echoing in my ears, I made a