By the time her lunch break rolled around, Dani felt terrible. She hadn’t slept at all the night before. She’d tried not to toss or turn. She couldn’t even sit up because Piper was such a light sleeper, any movement on her part would have woken her.
Instead, she’d lain on her back in their bedroom and stared at the ceiling, her irritation hot in her guts and limbs. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Scarlett’s face.
After a useless morning behind her editorial desk at The Herald, Dani decided she wasn’t going to lose another night of sleep over this woman. This wasn’t high school. This wasn’t some telenovela drama full of manipulative and backstabbing women trying to ruin happy homes.
The HeraldThis was her life.
And she, Daniella Viviane Allendale, never ran from a problem.
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