Countdown to My Divorce

Sasha smiled. She almost laughed. “You really have no idea, do you? Let me tell you something. There’s no such thing as pure friendship between a man and a woman.”

“Mom, you have to do something. Tyler was so cold to me just now He even told me not to call him Tyler anymore.” Just thinking about it made Yvette feel humiliated all over again.

Tyler’s harsh words had shattered her pride. He left her raw and exposed in the most painful way possible.

All these years, she had worked tirelessly to play the perfect daughter of the Lloyd family, trying to outshine Rachel. But no matter what she did, everyone still thought she couldn’t compare to her.

Sasha gently patted Yvette’s shoulder. “Alright, alright, calm down. Come on, step outside with me. I need to tell you something.

“Okay.”

Yvette followed Sasha out of the ward. Once they were sure no one was around, Sasha leaned in and lowered her voice.

“What are you so afraid of? Your sister hasn’t woken up yet, and no one even knows if she ever will.”

Yvette instantly understood what Sasha was implying. Her eyes lit up but just as quickly dimmed again. “But the doctor said there’s still a chance she might wake up. And if she does-”

closer and whispered in her ear. “Don’t worry. These things are up to us. The doctor did say

looked at Sasha

timid. She pulled Yvette’s hand away from her mouth. “If you don’t have the guts, fine. Just know that when she wakes up and starts stealing your

ruthless once and for all, or keep letting her walk all

turned and walked

there with her brows furrowed. She

to do? Could she really do that to Rachel?

wasn’t wrong. As long as Rachel was around, Yvette would never know peace. She would

mind hazy like she was

saw herself being rushed into an operating room, the blinding white light overhead

in her head. The doctor

know when she’ll wake up. At the

Rachel’s heart jolted violently.

twenty–four hours? She didn’t have twenty–four hours. Her flight was at midnight. If she missed it,

she had to wait for the next opportunity, that wouldn’t

eyes, but her eyelids felt like they were