Sydney James
Winter doesn’t make being her best friend easy. I had to keep my mouth shut for two years while she dated that jerk, but after that, I couldn’t let her marry him. When she told me about their engagement, I almost slapped her. He was no good for her, and I didn’t care if his father worked with hers; she deserved better.
“Are you okay?” Wyatt asked from the driver’s seat. He was driving me home from the hospital after seeing his sister.
“I’m worried about Win. Not only has she taken a beating physically, but mentally. And I can no longer sit on the sidelines as that fucker hurts her.” I sighed, looking out the window. It was dark, and a dusting of snow was falling.
“Has he done this before?” He growled, and I looked at him. His knuckles were white as he gripped the steering
