Chapters (95)
- Cover
- Dedication
- LABOR DAY, 3:17 A.M.
- FOURTEEN WEEKS(AND THREE DAYS) EARLIER
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- LABOR DAY, 3:19 A.M.
- FOURTEEN WEEKS(AND THREE DAYS) EARLIER
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHARLOTTE AND LIVSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- LABOR DAY, 3:22 A.M.
- THIRTEEN WEEKS(AND THREE DAYS) EARLIER
- CHAPTER 10
- CHARLOTTE, LIV, AND JULIASUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 11
- LABOR DAY, 3:23 A.M.
- ELEVEN WEEKS(AND THREE DAYS) EARLIER
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- LABOR DAY, 3:25 A.M.
- TEN WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
- LABOR DAY, 3:25 A.M.
- TEN WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
- CHAPTER 18
- CHARLOTTE, LIV, AND JULIASUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- LABOR DAY, 3:26 A.M.
- EIGHT WEEKS(AND SIX DAYS) EARLIER
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHARLOTTE, LIV, AND JULIASUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHARLOTTE, LIV, AND JULIASUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA,THE INTERLOPER, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- LABOR DAY, 3:28 AM
- SIX WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- LABOR DAY, 3:35 A.M.
- SIX WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
- LABOR DAY, 3:36 AM
- FOUR WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
- CHAPTER 44
- CHAPTER 45
- CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA,THE INTERLOPER, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 46
- LABOR DAY, 3:38
- FOUR WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
- LABOR DAY, 3:45
- THREE DAYS EARLIER
- CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA,THE INTERLOPER, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 49
- CHAPTER 50
- LABOR DAY, 3:47 A.M.
- TWELVE HOURS EARLIER
- CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA,TRINA, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 52
- CHAPTER 53
- CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 54
- CHAPTER 55
- CHAPTER 56
- KACISUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
- CHAPTER 57
- CHAPTER 58
- CHAPTER 59
- CHAPTER 60
- FOUR MONTHS LATER . . .
- CHAPTER 62
- CHAPTER 63
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- Discover More
- About the Author
- BY JENNIFER LYNN BARNES
- A Sneak Peek of "The Inheritance Games"
- CHAPTER 1
I wondered how many times she’d slept with Campbell’s father. I wondered if she’d loved him. But my mom was still talking, so I didn’t ask.
“Ana didn’t know she was having a girl. The baby could have been a boy, I suppose.” There was something almost wistful in her expression. “We just always imagined having girls.”
I had to turn away, then, from the reminder that my mom had wanted me. She’d imagined me. Hell, she’d practically willed me into being. She’d imagined me being a girl. She’d imagined having a person who would always love her, no matter what.
I love you too much. You’re not allowed to hate me.
I walked away. I didn’t go far, just a few steps closer to the pool, but that was enough that when I turned back to face my mom, I could see past her into the Great Room. Through the massive, floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see Greer opening presents. As I watched, she picked up a white package adorned with a pale blue bow.
“Do you think Greer knows anything?” I asked. “About what happened to Ana?” It was easier to talk about that, to tell myself that I was doing this for Campbell as much as for myself.
“No,” my mom said. “She wouldn’t have. Ana and I tried to support her when she lost her baby, but she wasn’t even sad. She told us we were on our own, that she didn’t need us anymore. . . .”
And now she’s having a fake baby shower for a fake baby.
“Are you ever going to forgive me, Sawyer?”
It would have been easier if the raw emotion in my mom’s voice didn’t sound so much like everything I’d been feeling myself.
Don’t think about it. Don’t think about her. I breathed in and held the breath. Think about Davis Ames. Think about the fact that he’s the one throwing the fund-raiser Nick needs an escort to. Think about the fact that the old man “handled” the situation with Ana.
Think about the fact that he may have been the last person who saw her alive.
I let out a breath and walked past my mom toward the house. I answered her question but didn’t turn around. “I don’t know.”
LABOR DAY, 3:25 A.M.
“Is she gone?”
“I think so. For now.”
“You know how I said I could feel my shoulder? Good news: I think I can almost, maybe, kind of, sort of feel a tiny bit of my arm.”