Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 39740 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39740 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Granted, for the last few months I haven’t been calling that often because I was busy doing other stuff. But that was before I knew that witch was in such close proximity to my future husband. Just the thought of the two of them talking makes me sick to my stomach.
At least I know from what was said that they haven’t had any kind of contact. Grayson would’ve said so when I asked because he’d never lied to me before. But that wasn’t enough; I needed to get him away from her. I can’t rest until I do.
GRAYSON
I knew she would start harassing me on the phone or try to, but since I refused to answer, she had taken to leaving me screaming voicemails, which were all going into the folder I had been keeping for the last couple of years.
This wasn’t the reason for me not answering her, but once I heard what she had to say in those messages, I was glad I didn’t answer because how else would I have the proof she’d so easily given me?
I have no doubt that she’d try to get her father to pressure me into dropping out to join her at her school, but that wasn’t about to happen. I had a full scholarship, and even though I was using my parents financially right now, I could always dip into my investments to pay for whatever I needed that my scholarships didn’t cover.
There were a lot of things I could do to make money if I wanted, most of it online, but the whole point of using my parents was part of my plan. To me, I was owed that money, since they saw nothing wrong with selling me to make it, so why not?
If I’d gone with my emotions, I would’ve cut ties with them long ago, but there were still another three and a half years left of this nightmare. There wasn’t much I could do now without my degree, so I had to toe the line pretty much. But if I get to my parents before Sinclair does, I can swing things in my favor.
All I had to do was threaten to go no contact if they even hinted at me leaving the school I was at, and they’d backpedal because if I cut them off, then I would as easily cut off the Sinclairs. It wasn’t the best strategy but it’s all I had for now.
I would use breaking up with Lacey as my trump card every time going forward and let the chips fall. I really didn’t care one way or the other, I was just using them at this point to pay my way. Why not spend their money and save mine?
As it stands, I have enough for a nice house somewhere in a decent neighborhood, plus a nice little cushion to see me through until I find the job that is right for me, but that’s years down the line. Right now, I need to get Lacey off my back about school, which is what she’s after now.
I called my Dad and told him I didn’t know what was going on with her, but I had exams, and she was losing her mind because I heard her sister’s name on campus.
I played it as if we didn’t even have any classes together, and I didn’t even know what she looked like. I told him about the erratic phone calls and asked that he speak to her parents to see what was going on with her. I never called her myself and claimed that I didn’t want anything to distract me right now and the drama was just added stress.
As much of a piece of shit as my Dad is, he’s very strict about education, plus he has bragging rights because his son was enrolled in one of the top schools in the world on a full academic and partial sports scholarship. What would he tell his friends if he talked me into moving to a lesser school that had nothing to do with my major or the career path I wanted?
It was only later that night, as I lay in bed thinking things through, that it hit me just how messed up what I’d been contemplating was. Was I really going to ask her to pretend for the next almost four years that we didn’t know each other?
Was I really going to keep up this farce of a relationship with Lacey while stringing Lily along just for revenge? When did I become like the people I despise? The thought of what I had been about to do made me so sick to my gut that I sat bolt-upright in bed.
Why hadn’t she called me out? It’s not like her; she’s not the type of girl to be used like that, so why hadn’t she said anything? I was in full panic mode when I grabbed my phone to call her.