Chapter 4

“Get in the car.”

Calista stared at Ken, bewildered. “Why are you here?”

His brows furrowed in irritation. “You pushed Viola down yesterday and ruined her dress today. Don’t you think you owe her an apology?”

“I never pushed her, and I didn’t ruin any dress. Stop accusing me!” She turned to leave, but Ken caught her arm roughly. He froze when he noticed the bruises marking her delicate skin.

“What happened to your arm?”

Calista felt tears threatening to spill. “Don’t you already know?” she asked softly.

Discomfort flickered across Ken’s face before his expression hardened. “You’ve become quite manipulative,” he said coldly. “Would you really hurt yourself just to frame Viola?”

words cut deep. “After all these years, Ken, is that really who you think I

to soften his tone. “It’s just

turned away, but not before a tear

He threw a paint–stained

“What is this?”

now,” he said icily. “Clean it, and I’ll leave you

fabric was splattered with bright paint–clearly intentional, but not her

and I won’t clean it.”

boiled over. “This is my fault! You’ve completely lost your moral compass!” His fists clenched as disappointment flickered in his eyes. “If you don’t clean this dress, I’ll throw your luck charm in

by lightning. She

that luck charm was my mother’s…” Her

reached out to wipe them away, but Calista flinched back.

he said. “Clean the dress, and you’ll get your luck charm

really need to humiliate me like

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