“On the contrary, there’s a lot of nothing in here,” I tell her. “A bunch of boorish conversations with that repulsive mudak you married, a search history full of job searches and divorce lawyers, and not a single missed call from anyone who isn’t your husband.”
She doesn’t say a word. She knows just how right I am.
I tuck the phone in my pocket and walk to the door. It opens from the outside when I knock, but before I go, I turn back to her one more time.
“I’m doing you a favor, Willow. I’m giving you the chance to start over. If you’re smart… you’ll take it.”
Leo isn’t giving me a chance. He’s setting a trap.
I should know. I fell for one the day I met Casey.
The memory hurts like it’s fresh. Casey smiling at me and flashing his money, his influence. I was stupid enough to still fi
