CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Juliet was supposed to be the perfect friend with the perfect marriage and perfect life. The last time she’d seen her that broken was when her mother left without a word and it had taken her years to finally get over it. How could Byron do something like that to the woman that would literally take a bullet for him? He was her cousin but she was going to give him a piece of her mind. Wait, she was tipsy now. That was definitely not a great idea. She had just dropped off Juliet who was completely drunk out of her mind and predictably much, Byron was not in the house. Only the babysitter, the maid and Olivia had been there and she was now heading home, torn between the urge to find that man and give him a real good tongue-lash or just go home and call it a night. She cou
