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Hailey
“Hell, when you decide to piss someone off, you really go all out, don’t you?” Ransom said with a smirk. “His father must not be too happy with you, either.”
I shifted under the weight of the duffel and Ransom’s intense scrutiny. Personal history wasn’t something I liked talking about. I certainly hadn’t ever told anyone about Jordan, or being a runaway bride. Keri and Glen, from the diner, knew me as a good Irish girl from the other side of town. A part-time college student trying to earn a Liberal Arts degree. Before that, in an entirely different state, I’d been Lisbeth, working at a preschool and teaching kids to draw. I’d told people there I was paying off student loans, after dropping out of art school. Before that...I didn’t really remember. The lies seemed to be never-e
