When Love Breaks by Jack

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It was Dorothy.

She stood in a puddle of what looked disturbingly like blood, her white ankle boots soaked through, as she watched me halt the action of closing the door. Slowly, she withdrew her hand and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Jane, I’d advise you to back off. Stop messing around with Bryant.”

That she found my address so quickly was alarming.

I frowned, “Whether it’s you or Margaret, you’d better check yourself into a hospital or better yet, go bother Bryant. Don’t come here bothering me.”

“Huh, cut the act!” She glanced inside my house with disdain. I’ve done my homework. Without marrying Bryant, how could someone like you, with both parents gone and broke, afford such a place?”

She lifted her chin, exuding the kind of arrogance only the wealthy possess, in full display.

I replied coldly, “Oh, what about you? If it weren’t for the luck of being adopted by the Myers family, would you even be here, speaking like this, boldly meddling in someone else’s

hurt. Dorothy shouldn’t expect me to play nice if she stepped

pushed her away,

at me with hatred. “You’ll see. “Since you don’t want to take my advice or accept my good will,

on someone’s doorstep is being nice?” I shot back sarcastically, “Ms. Myers, I really can’t match your

insist on

retorted, “With Bryant’s capabilities, do you think I could

to have peace and

laughed. “Fine, if you said that. Given the current troubles of the Ferguson Group, a marriage alliance with the Myers family is the quickest and easiest

blessings. “Then let me wish you a

moved

me, gritting her teeth. “You think I can’t do anything to you? Yeah. Here’s RiverCity, unlike Vista Town, where I can do whatever I want, but dealing with

a cold look. “Are

agreed, so what