"Forget about him from now on. I've dealt with him for you," Victor said.
Even without his words, I wouldn't have gone back. I wasn't so lovesick that I'd grovel for Ethan's attention. During my recovery, I began scouting overseas universities. What I never expected was the day my father forced Chloe to her knees before me. She sprawled on the floor, her face contorted with fear.
"Nora, forgive me! Vivian made me do it!" she sobbed uncontrollably. "Even in high school, I never wanted trouble! She said if I didn't put you in your place, you'd come after me! I swear she manipulated me!"
I stared, unflinching. Traumatize someone, then shrug it off with a weak excuse. How typical.
Reading my expression, Dad whispered, "Still angry? I'll cut her stipend for a year."
He'd never acknowledged
