Ryan's POV
I felt as though the floor had burst open when I saw the text on Veronica's phone. As I read the message over and over again, each word piercing me more deeply, the world changed and the weight of treachery fell upon me.
* "Keep me informed. No excuses—I need results. R.*
Ron. It was Ron, of course. This had my dad's signature writing on it.
Yes, It had to be him.
I had been foolish to believe that Veronica was trustworthy. Her hesitancy when discussing Gray, her avoidance of specific queries, and her deflections were all warning indicators. I ought to have been more aware. And most importantly, she must have been bitter that I was with Clarabell who she seemed to think was her rival. This was her place, it looked so sparkly and Worthy of an Angel. But she wasn't one in any
