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Blake must’ve seen my Instagram handle on the livestream because my phone rang.
“Thirty minutes. Come get your mom’s crap and then get lost.”
By the time I got there, they’d turned off the cameras.
Hannah lit up when she saw me: “Oh my gosh, Charlotte! You came to see me!”
I walked right past her to Blake and stuck out my hand. “Where is it?”
His cocky grin vanished. Face went stone cold.
“Hannah’s being nice to you. You gonna ignore her?”
I put on my fakest smile and turned to Hannah:
“Congrats on the upgrade, secretary. You hooked my fiancé, had his baby–what’s next? Gonna trap
him with the kid?”
CRASH!
Blake hurled his coffee mug at the wall.
“Watch your fucking mouth!”
Hannah suddenly doubled over, clutching her stomach and wailing.
Blake was all over her in a second:
“Babe, what’s wrong? Talk to me!”
She bit her lip, tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked at me.
“Charlotte, I swear I never meant to hurt you and Blake. The doctors told me this was probably my only shot at being a mom. I promise when I’m better, I’ll move far away. I won’t cause any more
problems.”
Then she turned to the baby’s crib.
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“I’m so sorry, sweetie. Mommy messed up and now you won’t have your daddy. This is all my fault…
She was full–on sobbing now, like her world was ending.
Blake stared at me like I was something he’d scrape off his shoe.
“Real proud of yourself? Making her cry?”
I actually laughed.
“Jesus, what shitty acting. You’re really buying this performance?”
That did it. He ripped Mom’s antique watch off his neck and held it above his head.
My blood turned to ice. “Stop! Don’t you dare!”
He didn’t even hesitate. Whipped it against the wall as hard as he could.
It exploded into pieces.
I dove forward and caught my shin on the metal table edge. The pain was so sharp I screamed.
Blake actually smirked:
“That’s what happens when you act like a bitch.”
“Now get out before security throws you out.”
Hannah put on this concerned face.
‘Charlotte, you should get up. Blake’s gonna think you’re trying to get attention…”
I shot her the dirtiest look I could manage.
Blake saw me glare at his precious Hannah and hauled me up by my arm.
“Hannah’s been pumping all day, got milk stains all over her clothes. You’re gonna wash them before you leave. And you’re doing it by hand.”
I yanked away from him. “Are you out of your mind?”
“You just made Hannah cry!” Blake’s face was scary. “You owe her!”
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My leg felt like it was on fire, but I stood my ground: “Go to hell!”
Blake’s eyes went dead. He shoved me into the bathroom.
SLAM!
The lock clicked.
“You’re not coming out till every piece is spotless!”
“Blake, you can’t just lock me in here!”
I rattled the handle, screaming: “This is insane! Let me out!”
I beat on that door until my knuckles were bleeding. Nothing but silence.
My hands were raw, my leg was throbbing, and the whole bathroom smelled like spoiled milk and
baby puke.
I slumped down on the floor.
Through the door, I heard Hannah’s syrupy voice.
“Blake, honey, what if Charlotte’s really upset when she comes out?”
Blake scoffed.
“So what? I’ll handle it.”
“This is on her anyway. She needs to drop the spoiled rich girl act or nobody’s gonna deal with her
bullshit when she marries me.”
“My family’s been military for four generations. Mom only agreed to this arranged marriage thing because we need someone to inherit the business. Otherwise she never would’ve picked some useless trust fund princess.”
Hannah’s voice got all worried: “But what if she actually breaks up with you?”
Long pause.
Then Blake’s voice came through, cold as ice.
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“She won’t.”
“She’s got no real money of her own. I’m the best thing that’ll ever happen to her.”
“Besides, she’s completely obsessed with me. I could tell her to jump off a cliff and she’d probably do
it.”
I pressed my hands against my chest, heart breaking at hearing the man I loved talk about me like I was nothing.
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