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?”

all these years, Ken, is that really who you think

the bridge of his nose, attempting to soften his tone. “It’s just

but not before a

threw

“What is this?”

can’t attend the party now,” he said

bright paint–clearly

didn’t do this, and I

disappointment flickered in his eyes.

as if she’d been struck by lightning. She stared

my mother’s…” Her

to wipe them away, but Calista flinched back. His hand

he said. “Clean the dress, and you’ll get your luck charm back. This dress means everything to Viola. Try to understand

you really need to humiliate me like

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