The only sign of life in the grand bedroom was the sound of my fingers clicking the ground as I replayed memory after memory, all the missing links coming through.
The room was a blurry mess from where I sat, broken on the ground. Everything made sense in the most twisted way possible.
My stomach twisted and I struggled to breathe as soft whimpers escaped my lips. Tears blurred my vision and I wrapped my arm around myself.
Soft laughter escaped my lips, echoing through the room. I thought I had the upper hand because I knew Lovie only chased after Atlas for his money.
I found out the night I was kidn*pped. I overheard her speaking to their mother, gloating about how their lives would change.
I shut my eyes as tears rolled down my cheek. Despite knowing the truth, I agreed to the
