![]() ![]() The doorbell rings, and I practically leap out of my skin. “I just read a story on the internet about him. I have enough for a plane ticket home, if I can’t get out tonight-” I take his jabs, the ‘I told you so’s’ and ‘silly girl’s’ until he finally pauses on a disappointed sigh. Through choked tears and apologies, I give him the short version of my predicament with Jackson Carter as I take the walk of shame to the living room carrying my duffel. “How are you doing? I’m about to go into a meeting. “Hello?” His voice is unemotional as usual. I can’t wait any longer, I pull my phone up seeing a ton of missed calls from Jack and a few texts I don’t bother to read. I cry until the painful lump in my throat loosens, trying to come up with my plan. I throw my head back as tears roll down my cheeks. I cover my face with my hands as sobs wrench free from my chest, confusion and panic mix inside of me. I’m going to have to eat a huge plate of crow with my dad, who told me coming here to New York I would be out of my depth. The diamond collar is in his nightstand drawer. ![]() I pull it off and throw it into the wall of mirrors mocking me as I pack. The glistening cut of the diamonds on my ring catches the overhead lights. Quite an elaborate game the rich can play with unsuspecting pawns. Best Car Loans in Canada: A Comparison of Rates, Terms, and Financing ![]()
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