Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Brooklyn

Jolie gasps as I stumble into the house.

"Brooklyn!" she cries, her hands immediately on my arms, steadying me. "Are you alright? What's-"

But as soon as I turn my tear-stained face up to hers, she wraps me in a hug and holds me close. "Oh, baby," she coddles, "don't cry! It's okay! What's wrong?"

I don't say anything for a while, just letting my sister hold me tight while I cry my heart out.

She obliges, shushing me softly and making comfortable noises until I'm finished.

When my tears start to lessen, she gently peels me off her, crouching down to look in my face.

"Brooklyn," she whispers, shaking her head at me in wonder. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

I sniff, wiping at my nose and looking around the house. "Is Dad home?"

She shakes her head. "No, he went out with his buddies. He won't be back for a while."

"Good," I say. "I don't want him to know."

"Know what?" Jolie begs, her eyes going wider with wonder. I can tell she's as intrigued as she is worried. "Come on," I say, taking her hand and nodding towards the couch. "I'll tell you everything-"

"Nooo," she says, digging in her feet and not letting me pull her into the living room. "With tears like that, we're having this talk over vodka.

room while she goes to the freezer and pulls out

takes her vodka simply, with a twist of lemon, but she adds a little orange juice to mine, knowing I

sink into one corner of our old couch, taking a deep breath and looking down at the crumpled

next to us before taking her familiar spot on the other side of the couch, her back against the arm,

"Well?" she asks.

her so that

is over," I inform her, my voice dead and expressionless. She looks up at me in

Colsen against my dad and towards him. In exchange, you're getting this house.

eyes go eagerly wide. But I just purse my lips and glare at

that your fake engagement to your gay ex ended. I

her a little. "Can you take this seriously!

she sighs, and I see real apology on her face. "I'm sorry. I know you weren't pumped about that engagement,

not the bad part," I say, covering my eyes with my hand. "I was fine with all of that-I signed that contract

to the end. "Well," she mutters, "this one isn't

to keep my voice even as I peek through my

side, looking at me. "That's the NDA he wants me

O as

out of my seat when

pumping her hands in the air, the contract flapping as she waves it around. "I knew he was into you. I knew

gasp. "He has not been into me

giving me a pitying took. "You don't get carried out of strip clubs on someone's shoulder just because they think you're a

my arms

But...damn it.

she teases, leaning forward and pointing her finger at me. "You know it too!" She grabs her drink off the table and takes a swig, falling back laughing. “Oh, this is the

as I glare at her and grab my own drink off

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