haven't you, Sarah?" Ethan sneered,

cho from a past I was desp

those longing looks. Did

ound. "It was pathetic. You

m my desk – something I' d made for him when I was

curling in disgust. He tossed it agai

ng, Sarah. You

onster, even with the detachment of my rebi

voice dropping to a venomous whisper, "that if you got ri

as familiar. It was the same

There was nothin

eemed to fue

is the woman I want. The

ouldn't give him the sa

applications, scholarship forms

hloe posted a photo

cate diamond necklace.

had left of my parents. Ethan

ound Chloe's n

in the kit

lace," he said casually, not ev

ed. "It's j

erence wa