Simon's POV:
After I got home, I threw away the comforter cover Derek had slashed. Mom thought I was just frightened and left the hallway light on for me several nights in a row. I didn't dare tell her about my past life. I only showed Dad the recording.
He sat in the kitchen and watched it twice, his expression darkening each time. His knuckles whitened around his glass. But when he turned to me, his voice was gentle. "If any of them contacts you again, tell me first."
I nodded. Still, I couldn't understand what Derek hoped to gain. If he wanted the North Shore Engineering job, his stunt had jeopardized his own graduation. If he simply wanted me to marry his sister, why was he so determined that it had to be me?
Haley was almost 30 and had no steady job. The first time we met, she'd s
