Chapters (40)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Recipes
- Starry Fuzzy Fizz
- Acknowledgments
- Discover More
- Author’s Note
- About the Author
- Also by Farah Heron
- Praise for Farah Heron
This was supposed to be her enemy—her nemesis. But in the last two days, Jana had seemed to know exactly what Kamila needed before Kamila even did. Actually, even longer. She hadn’t forgotten Jana’s support in the hospital.
Despite knowing Jana all her life, she knew very little about the woman. She’d noticed the perfect grades, the scholarships, and the great jobs. Kamila had only seen the surface of Jana. And apparently, Jana felt as stifled by people’s assumptions about her as Kamila did.
“Thank you, by the way,” Kamila said, after the food arrived. “For coming to the party. Not sure I could have done that alone.”
Jana shrugged. “I came for you, but also a bit for me. This project was supposed to be mine, and I wanted to see it come to fruition.”
“I hope it wasn’t too hard for you to see it all without being involved.”
“Actually, that’s what Anil asked me just now. He wants me to be the managing director of Aim High.”
Kamila’s eyes went wide. “Holy crucifix, he offered you a job?”
She shrugged. “It’s actually my area of expertise. That app idea I had never got off the ground. I’ve picked up some contract work lecturing, but work in this field in Toronto is scarce. This job is a dream.”
“But would you work with Anil? After everything he did?”
“I don’t know.” She pushed her hair behind her ear. “He totally lied to me, but it takes two, right? There were signs he wasn’t being honest about his marriage. I believed what I wanted to believe. He was very charming.” She tapped her belly. “If this baby is as persuasive as her father, then I’m in trouble.”
“But what about everything he did here in Toronto? The goading and trying to make you jealous by flirting with me.”
Jana nodded. “He’s not forgiven for that. He’s been groveling, but it’s not enough. Part of me wants to have nothing to do with Anil. But…” She looked off into the distance. “I’m having this baby. I think she deserves two parents, and a mother with a good job.”
“Sounds like you’ve already decided.”
“I haven’t. But I’m going to think seriously about it.”
“Be careful, though. He’s only known he’s going to be a father for what—three days? I hope he doesn’t burn out from all this groveling.”
Jana gave her smug shrug. “What about Rohan? How was his grovel?”
Kamila exhaled deeply. “He said all the right things. He apologized profusely. I’m still in shock over what he offered me, though.”
“What did he offer you?”
“One-third of HNS.”
“Holy shit.”
“Yeah.” Kamila nodded. “That was my reaction. I probably would have forgiven him if he had given me a puppy, but instead he offered me partnership in a multimillion-dollar company.”