rook's side of the bed during the night. Her bare feet hit th

door open. She stepped inside and slammed the heavy froste

r as it would go. Ice-cold water blasted into the porcelain basin. She shoved

ver the sink and dry-heaved, her throat burning as her b

p. The woman staring back at her in the wide mirror had skin the color o

The five-carat diamond engagement

rew the ring as hard as she could at the mirror. The heavy stone hit the glass with a sharp, v

One breath. Two breaths. Three breaths. She reached down, pic

The sudden, inexplicable cash flow problems at

e realized now that every check he wrote was a calculated move to

ater onto her face. She rubbed her skin raw, washing away the tea

shock receded, replaced by a glacial calm. Tears were a luxury she could no longer afford. Revenge was not. She wa

e. She stepped into the private elevator and pres

ather steering wheel, and drove straight toward the financ

the engine, stepped out, and took the elevator up to the street level lobby. She walked out through the revolving do

rning air-she saw the plaza in front of the building. It was packed with new

n. Brook walked out, flanked

t the security guards, shouting a question about

enses. He offered a tight, perfectly measured smile

ling family," Brook said, his voice projecting clearly across the pl

oking back up. "My love for my fiancée, Farah, is the only thing

crowd of reporters. Camera flashes exploded like s

ner. A short, harsh laugh scr

. The trending topics were already flooded. The top hashtag

he top of her feed, Chelsey had liked the B

ripped the strap of her designer bag so hard her kn

iletto heels hit the rough asphalt of

ersized black sunglasses. She slid them over her fac

of oncoming traffic, forcing a yellow cab to slam on its bra

his head to check his phone. He looked up, blin