spree down Fifth Avenue, making him carry bags from stores he couldn't even afford

d hungover, the expensive su

his, Jocelyn?" he as

t it. You dreamed of being the one to buy me expensive things, to ta

. He has no idea

of my relatives, someone who has always looked down on me

rl into a v

are you really associating with this trash again?

y constructed composure shatters into a million pieces. It's a se

nocking over his chair,

ew this would happen. I wanted it to. I

nd Molly calls me. She

ou doing? That was c

eserv

he left you?" Molly's voice softens. "He didn't

si

to find Ethan. They found him living in a slum, working three jobs to pay for his grandfather's medical b

catches in

wice. The second time, you almost succeeded. You have scars on your wrists, Jocelyn. Scars you hide wi

o. He doesn't know. I never told an