Chapter 3 The next day at work, neither of us brought up what happened last night. The silence in the car felt suffocating. It wasn’t until we got out that Zaiden finally spoke. “You slapped Sonia a few days ago. Go apologize to her today.‘ His voice was stiff, as if he already knew I’d … Read more
Chapter 2 When I was 17, my family went bankrupt. Dad, cornered by debt collectors, took Mom and me to the Queensboro Bridge. I remember the river that day–wild and roaring. He told me to sit on the railing. His eyes, once so gentle, were bloodshot. He looked at me, full of sorrow. “Arielle, don’t … Read more
Chapter 1 “Arielle Lowell, you’re disgusting! “You really had those kinds of thoughts about me.” That familiar voice shattered the silence–my heartbeat was racing, even faster than my mind could catch up. I stared at Zaiden Lowell, standing right in front of me, alive and handsome as ever. My eyes welled up with tears. “Say … Read more