f you refuse, you can crawl out of here," he add
me face. I looked at his friends, watching me wit
e polished bench, my back straight. The low chatter i
rs on the keys. A
t me, back when we were teenagers and I still believed he had a heart. I' d spent
. I played it perfectly, flawlessly, with a cold, mechanical precision that stripped the song of all
ing at Liam, and wal
ed my arm. His grip was like iron. "Whe
urant, ignoring the stares of the other patrons. He pushed m
t on the couch. My collection of art books on the coffee table. The scent of the vanilla candles I lo
inting to the designer purse I'd told him to throw away. It was sitting on the e
thered every single thing that belonged to me. My clothes from the closet, my toiletries from the bathroom, the spare key I kept in a drawer.
all closet. When he came out of the shower, a towel slung l
gs at my feet. "Scarlet
locked my way, his wet hair dri
ing," I s
cene," he bit out,
You said to take my bag, so I
laugh. "You know how ridiculou
at him, my exp
was always bothering you. But I've had a lot of time to thi
me off. The ringtone was a specific
idn't answer it. Instead, he leaned in closer to me, his voice dropp
ring. It was a game to him.
You should answer that," I said gently. "Bethany's new t
ack in my composure. Finding none, he finally turned awa
been busy... No, don't cry. Y
thing tones into the phone. He didn't look b
e club in the city. The purpose of the dinner was to finally set a wedding date for Li
her at the door to the private dining room, and one of the Hayes famil
st s
r, Liam arrived. A
o his arm, looking fragile an
m fell
her, the matriarch of the Hayes family. T
lear and steady. "I've proposed t
gasps. My mother gripped m
oom. "Scarlett," she sobbed, her voice full of fake vulnerability. "I know I promised I would stay away from
girl forced into a difficult situation. But I saw something else. In the brie
d. A look of someone who
, I knew. She w
her face red with anger. "Liam! Have you lost
t, all the lies and manipulations. Bu