Chapter 192

Everybody paused, and one after the other, Theresa watched each of their reactions.

Only Rita seemed shocked to see her. May was furious, her mouth twisted weirdly. Wills had been stunned for a moment before flashing that disgusting

smirk on his face.

And Ivy... her expression was laced with sadness

"Theresa..." Ivy said, her voice almost inaudible.

Theresa tried her hardest not to let the pain in-but

she

uldn't. It pierced through her, reaching the abyss of her soul and ripping it apart.

trembling.

"So this is why you haven't been returning my calls?" she asked, her

Don't break down in front of them. Hold it together.

"It's not what it looks like,” Ivy said, stepping away from Wills' grip.

"Oh, it is exactly what it looks like!" Theresa snapped. "You're just guilty I caught you!"

Ivy reached for her, but Theresa stepped back, giving in to the pain.

"Sorry for interrupting. Enjoy yourselves," she muttered, turning toward the door.

"T!" Ivy called from behind, but Theresa didn't turn back.

Outside, she rushed to the driver's side of the car. "Join the other guards in the back. I want to be alone in this car."

The guard nodded and left. As soon as Theresa hopped inside, she started thee and drove off.

She kept her emotions in check, until her phone rang. She took it from her back pocket.

and

contemplated whether to pick it or not.

After a few seconds of deliberation, she found a parking lot, stopped there, and answered the call.

"Hey, Silas," she said, trying to keep her voice steady.

"Hey, Theresa," Silas said, his tone tense. "Were you able to see her?"

Pain soared inside her at the remainder, but she kept her cool. Composure was her thing, and she'd use it.

"Yes. I did. She's with her family."

"I wonder why she didn't answer my calls."

"Maybe because she's busy plotting with Wilson, hooking him up with her cousin." The words spilled out, tingled with bitterness.

"What?"

"Nothing," she said quickly, clearing her throat. "Can I call you later? I'm about to drive."

right. Yeah, sure." She heard the confusion in

Fuck!" she cried, slamming the steering wheel, hoping the physical pain might

tighter and screamed as loud as she could, thrashing

and forth until the feeling numbed

her reflection in the rearview

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from the loneliness, from the heartbreak. And finally,

God, she gasped, clutching the wheel for

for years The pain seared her chest and she let it. It was the only way through it; to feel

and called Hector, he picked

you?" His voice was soft, and it

admitted through tears. "Wilson was at Ivy's aunt's

more. She had thought Ivy was her friend, only to

down now.

"I'm driving home."

Hector's voice

I'm... just alone in the car," she sniffled, wiping

know when you get home. I love you." "Love you too," she said, and hung

driving. Slowly, her pain gave way into anger

rang again, and she glanced

tried to reach for it, the car swerved into the opposite

screamed,

was too

hitting like thunder. Her

of the car. She staggered toward the jeep

you okay?" she asked when she reached the

with you?" the driver

elderly man with a bald spot in the

at the backseat and saw two small kids and a dog.

held her stomach instinctively, checking

wounds. No blood. She and

over to manage the

okay?" she asked again,

man yelled. "You almost killed

something I can

enough," he spat. Leave

And he was right.

crushed, the tires were bent out of shape. Other

car, and as she moved

her.

alone!" He turned away, dialing

have to go, ma'am. It's

more aware of her surroundings-more people had gathered,

piling up, and even a police car had joined

from the hood. She swallowed hard, fighting to

"...I need their insurance-"

to leave now, ma'am," the guard said

flanked her to another vehicle

belongings transferred swiftly.

sank into the seat, nausea building up at the back of her throat. She

realize they had reached home until a guard alerted

Theresa stepped into

God," she whispered,

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