chapter 26
Mandi
“Mandi! Stop! Let me explain!”
Ignoring Kristie’s cries, I flew out of the building. I ran down the front stairs, tears threatening to spill down my face.
There was nothing to explain. There was no doubt in my mind what I saw. She had on his shirt, the one shirt I’d bought Nic for Christmas. I’d special ordered it just for him. And she was wearing it and nothing else!
As I ran across the lot, a gleam of red flashed in the corner of my eye.
The Porsche. The car he said he’d give up for me—if I wanted him to.
Yeah right, I snorted. Just like he said there was nothing between him and Kristie.
Mother Dearest bought him a car and a skank on a silver platter. Stupid me, believing him when he said all he ever wanted was me.
I looked around the parking lot, anger burning
