ELLEN
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Rylan tore the place apart, and I just sat there, watching, calm yet seething, swirling the wine in my glass as he yelled and cursed, knocking over anything in reach. Glass shattered, wood splintered, and all I could do was sit there with a front-row seat to this disaster.
I downed the wine, the bitterness burning just right as the sting of betrayal settled in. Joanne. I could almost laugh, but it wasn’t funny. It was infuriating. Joanne, seducing Rylan’s father. Who does that? What kind of twisted little psycho looks at their fiance’s dad and thinks, Yes, that one?
I knew she was messed up. Hell, I had known since the day she set my hair on fire at her high school graduation just because I ruined her prom dress. Back then, I thought she was crazy, and also Petty. She had as al
