Dougl

he first time in five years, the fear that usuall

oat. I slipped it off my shoulders and

sian rug with a wet slap. Dark, filthy street mud

into the strict, authoritative mask he alway

ck with total emptiness. "Let the mai

crubbing until my fingers bled because Haleigh had "accidentally"

coat and started walk

p. He sneered at me. "What's your problem? You get dumped out o

m down. He looked at me, his eyes running over my shivering frame. He tried to soften

nd take a hot shower.

had promised to marry me, who had just spent t

e. I took a quick half-step backward, putting phys

g out to pat my shoulder, stopped dead in the a

his reaction. She immediately grabbed her

men whipped their heads toward Haleigh. They aband

ed. Her voice trembled perfectly. "Don't be mad at Bailey. Sh

me from across the room. "You ungrateful bitch. She's defe

cold smirk pulled at the corner of my mouth. I t

aleigh ca

e ran up behind me, blocking the stairs. She was holdi

as sweet and innocent. "I got you a gift, Bailey.

s, Haleigh gave me a "gift"-a hand-knit sweater with sewing

ed from the living room. His voice

you," Derrick added, his tone dripping

ares. Four men, ready to tear me apart

and. I took the heavy vel

saw it. Haleigh's mouth twitched upw

felt it. A tiny, frantic vibratio

ckward, putting distance between us. "Op

t at a Paris auction," Kane snapp

cating. I looked past Haleigh. I looked straight into Jameson's eyes. The

es. I pressed

ick

intage gold. There was only a blur of dark,

ider dropped directly onto

ream. She threw her hands over her face an

od! What