11
Court
I had no words.
I couldn’t believe that Jane hadn’t taken a plea deal. She wasn’t stupid. In fact, she was incredibly smart. That was how she had swindled her way into my life and the Upper East Side. She couldn’t think that a trial was going to be more favorable to her. If they kept digging through everything she had done, it could only get worse from there.
And even though she had wrecked my life—used it and abused it and completely f****d it all up—for a moment, I wanted to protect her. Tell her not to do this. But I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t speak to her.
Not that I’d even know what to say to her. But it would look horrible.
I hadn’t seen her since the night of Natalie’s party when we were arrested together. Jane had gone catatonic. She hadn’t even told me what was go
