sta

ith Chloe, who refused to let me be alone. Her apart

o a major sports agent. She understood the games

ou're Rh-negative. An abortion for a woman with your blood type ca

about later,"

r mind about the baby. I just need you to know everything. I think you sh

eed of doubt. Not for Barrett. But for a f

ics. She pulled a folder from her bag

r a televised music comp

pected producer who had heard

't like me having a public life. He wanted a wife who w

"C. J." I had a small following, a flicker

't let your life be defined by that

n. A part of me I thought

uzzing incessantly. She glanced at

nline," she

me need to. I grabbed my

ng topic: FeliciaPuck

om her hospital room. She looked pale and fra

or. "Yes, Barrett is back by my side. And so that we can have more quality time

down her cheek. "I don't want to spend my last days in pain. I

ra panned slightly, catching Barrett's silhouette in the doorwa

se. "So brave!" "This is true love!" "Barret

hashtag was climbing the ran

ion was mad

gold digger to be w

er money and left. Poor Fe

eating for months. Barr

ing with a cold, helpless rage. They knew not

garbage! It's a PR move! Felicia is putting on a show to l

eeping into my bones. Felicia was mo

and. She was trying to erase m

was done hiding. Why should I cower in the

nvitation from the floor, my knuc

hard. "I'm doing it. I'm

t Sterling's ex-wife." But as me. I would make