So even after his parents’ threats—my threats—after everything weighing on his precious shoulders, Callum was still entertaining her.
After everything I’ve done for us, she was still standing.
Still smug.
Still in the way.
Alright.
She wanted to play this game? Fine. I invented the game. She wanted to flirt with Callum? She wanted to crawl up from the gutters and pretend like she belonged in my world? Cute.
Looks like you don’t just throw away a rotting peach. You need to let it sit on the windowsill where everyone can smell it.
I pulled out my phone and began typing furiously. If Liora wanted to ruin my perfect life, then I would go straight to the root—end her at the source.
She wasn’t the only one who knew how to keep secrets.
I was deep in my plan when I turned the corner and
