Lexie frowned at the papers in front of her.
Debts. Debts. Debts.
That was all Gerald had left her. She had known that he had done a terrible job of rubbing her father’s hotels, but the state it was right now, as she continued to look at more papers, made her heart skip a whole lot of beats.
She shouldn’t have left. She really shouldn’t have left and should have faced him square on.
Lexie felt a lone tear make its way down her face as she exhaled and stared at the numbers on the part till everything became so blurry and she was weeping profusely.
In the last two days, we had turned into a crying mess, whilst still trying to remain headstrong. Varden had called. Oliver had called. Draco had called. Bella had called. Even Trevor had called.
But we had just let the phone ring until th
