When Love Is a Lie

Not intending to stay a momment Innger, Whitney phosted on berrrutch and made to leave.

Beberra suddenly lastled out of nowhere and stopped her. “We raised you! Is it too much for us to ask that you help Stella this once? Sure, she drugged Noel, but for was line! Are you in heartless that you’d let her not behind ham for a small mistake like that ?TM

Whitney Ignored Reberra and continued toward the door.

However, Bebevrahanded her back, gripping her left wrist so foarefully that a doll ache shot up Whitney’s .ami.

“Let go,” Whitney grounded, turning in glare at the older woman

“You’re not leaving until you agree to help Steltal” Beberraldused, tightening fergrip even more

White

dulous look at Westley as if questioning his enabling Rebecca’s hehador, But he did not reprimand Rebecca and instead bit out, “We didn’t ask you to come here so we could beg a favne From you, we’re nadering your to help Stella. If you refine, I’ll have your mother pulled out of treatment.”

din Whitney as the petorted, “And your all yourself my father?”

“You have always been my daughter Westley told Rebrera to pelease Whitney before adding, “Think carefully about your heat move

Anger, disappointment, and resignation filled Whitney at once. She told herself she was as good as homeless from now on. Fine,” she snapped. “But this will be The last time help you out. Think of it as my way of arpaying the years you put buto–raising me. After today, I will not acknowledge you as my father.”

Westley’s brows drew together as a twinge of guilt seized him.

arm. “Do you think that beat will make good on her word to help

your fault for spoiling Stella rotten! And now we have no clean up her mess The next time she gets into trouble,

into the

standing in the comer all this while, hurried to Rebecca’s side. “Mom, did Dad

the family. Your

can get me out

grin. “oh, she’ll find a way if she wants to keep her mother alive.” A sigh escaped her as she mused, “You might be comatose, Margaret, but you’ll still be at my

to Noel. After some thought, she sent him a text “Could you meet me at Costa Heights when you have the time?

about this at the Howard residence, at

didn’t take long for Noel to reply: “Sure When do you want to

was all she

a minute Later, Noel texted, “I’ll

an ease. “Could you drop me off at Coaska Heights? I need to pick up something and straighten up my stuff. It could

could do much with your leg injury,” the driver offered.

manage just fine. Thanks,”

dropped her off to Highs

the couch and waited for Noel to show up. He arrived just on time, for the bell rang half

feet and, supporting her weight with her crutch, she padded to the door

ever in fils long, blackcoat

chute. “I wanted to talk to