a deserted corner of the stables, the smell of hay and leather a strange comfort. I was

ic gesture was the perfect move. She' s proud. Back her into a corner, then offer her a wa

den. Another man using me for my brain, for my company, for his ow

art a cold, heavy stone in my c

corner, I ran str

The ice queen looks like she's melting. Did you enjo

ur petty dramas, Celine."

baby." She patted her stomach. "You lost, Kendra. You and your

ut of

. "You'll invent a new battery to power

stumbled backwards, my arms flailing. The world spun, and then

d, collapsing to the ground in a heap of fak

dn't even look at me. He rushed straight to Celine,

sper. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. A wa

d down.

ded, my voice cr

Kendra. You probably just twisted your ankle. Celine is the one who's pregnan

bleeding on the ground, and my husband chose her. The pa

ndr

aw Atticus running towards me. The smirk was gone

ing over me, afraid to touch. "What

pered, the last of

t against the wound. "Forget the win," he yelled to hi

h the crowd of stunned faces, away from my husband, away from the life that had just imploded. The la