atthew

, confused. "Move

ou're my fiancée. You should, of course, go back to your 'home,' pack all

to go back to the Reynolds estate, not for a reco

re my break with the Reynolds family

with a tragic sense of pur

oval. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Rick, ta

y, heading back to the place I had live

, Carol, Sienna, and Carter were all there. It was a

d, "You dare to come back! You shame

yes red-rimmed, looking like a frightened r

lt and reproach. "Faye, why did you have to make suc

critical faces before me

my voice was ice, devoid of any emo

ou just clarify to the media that yesterday was all a misunderstanding, and a

almost laug

he eye. "Preston, have you ever truly seen me as your daughter? Or am I ju

ed a dark shade of

enna broke your favorite antique vase and sent me to bed without dinner for three days? Who was it, in college, w

eston and Carol's faces grew ugli

grievances and injustic

rward, I, Faye Matthews, have nothing to do with the Reynolds family

ed and furious reactions, I wal

covered in a thin layer of dust. It seemed no o

I only took my mother's heirlooms, my professional b

designer clothes and bags that Pr

itcase downstairs, S

e. "Faye, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Carter and I

und it amusing. I walked aroun

stop acting. All you want is the money and status Carter

"A 'love' like yours, built on betrayal, doesn't need

door. The Bentley was w

t and grabbed my wrist. "Faye, don't go! I k

in disgust, as if he

locked the doors. Carter was left outside, pounding on

g the Reynolds estate and all t