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."

sure." She heard the confusion in his voice before she ended

cried, slamming the steering wheel, hoping the physical pain might numb the

the wheel tighter and screamed as loud

until the feeling

her reflection in the rearview

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the heartbreak. And finally, she broke

God, she gasped, clutching

even though she was the one who got cheated on. The one who got lied to for years The pain seared her chest and she let it. It was the only way through

groped for her phone and called Hector, he picked up almost

soft, and it broke

she admitted through tears. "Wilson was at Ivy's aunt's house. She chose

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

now.

"I'm driving home."

Hector's voice

alone in

get home. I

hands tightened around the wheel as she continued driving. Slowly, her pain gave way into anger and

rang again, and she glanced at it.

she tried to reach for it, the

she screamed,

was too

another car hitting like thunder. Her airbag exploded,

of the car. She staggered

she asked when she reached the driver's

you?" the driver shouted as he

an elderly man with a bald spot in

a dog. Guilt coiled in her chest, pulling her close to

stomach

wounds. No blood. She and her baby

rushed over to

guys okay?" she asked again,

the man yelled. "You almost killed me and

something I can

enough," he spat. Leave

And he was right.

shape. Other motorists began to gather, and Theresa

the car, and as she moved to approach them, the

her.

He turned away,

of her guards came closer. "We have to go, ma'am. It's not

her surroundings-more

even a police

rose from the hood. She swallowed hard,

"...I need their insurance-"

leave now, ma'am," the guard said

nodded, and two guards flanked her to another vehicle with

belongings transferred swiftly.

seat, nausea building up

realize they had reached home until a guard alerted

head lowered, Theresa stepped into the comfort of

she whispered, collapsing

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