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Chapters (93)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. One
  4. Two
  5. Three
  6. Four
  7. Five
  8. Six
  9. Seven
  10. Eight
  11. Nine
  12. Ten
  13. Eleven
  14. Twelve
  15. Thirteen
  16. Fourteen
  17. Fifteen
  18. Sixteen
  19. Seventeen
  20. Eighteen
  21. Nineteen
  22. Twenty
  23. Twenty-One
  24. Twenty-Two
  25. Twenty-Three
  26. Twenty-Four
  27. Twenty-Five
  28. Twenty-Six
  29. Twenty-Seven
  30. Twenty-Eight
  31. Twenty-Nine
  32. Thirty
  33. Thirty-One
  34. Thirty-Two
  35. Thirty-Three
  36. Thirty-Four
  37. Thirty-Five
  38. Thirty-Six
  39. Thirty-Seven
  40. Thirty-Eight
  41. Thirty-Nine
  42. Forty
  43. Forty-One
  44. Forty-Two
  45. Forty-Three
  46. Forty-Four
  47. Forty-Five
  48. Forty-Six
  49. Forty-Seven
  50. Forty-Eight
  51. Forty-Nine
  52. Fifty
  53. Fifty-One
  54. Fifty-Two
  55. Fifty-Three
  56. Fifty-Four
  57. Fifty-Five
  58. Fifty-Six
  59. Fifty-Seven
  60. Fifty-Eight
  61. Fifty-Nine
  62. Sixty
  63. Sixty-One
  64. Sixty-Two
  65. Sixty-Three
  66. Sixty-Four
  67. Sixty-Five
  68. Sixty-Six
  69. Sixty-Seven
  70. Sixty-Eight
  71. Sixty-Nine
  72. Seventy
  73. Seventy-One
  74. Seventy-Two
  75. Seventy-Three
  76. Seventy-Four
  77. Seventy-Five
  78. Seventy-Six
  79. Seventy-Seven
  80. Seventy-Eight
  81. Seventy-Nine
  82. Eighty
  83. Eighty-One
  84. Eighty-Two
  85. Eighty-Three
  86. Eighty-Four
  87. Eighty-Five
  88. Author’s Note
  89. Acknowledgments
  90. About the Author
  91. Books by Kelly Yang
  92. Back Ad
  93. About the Publisher

He points at one of the bracelets to the shop guy—an 18k solid-gold bangle with little diamonds around it. He hands the guy his black card, doesn’t even look at the price. The shop guy takes the bracelet out of the case and gives it to Jay.

“This is the Cartier forever love bracelet,” Jay says to me, holding up the bracelet. “Forever.”

Our eyes lock as he says the word. Jay slips the bracelet on my right wrist. The tiny little diamonds sparkle in the light.

Jay leans in and kisses me. “I’m sorry I left you,” he says as he screws the bracelet tight around my wrist. “But I’m back now.” He drops the tiny 18k gold screwdriver into his pocket and pulls me toward him.

As he wraps his arms around me, he whispers into my ear, “You’re mine. All mine.”

Fifty-Six

Dani

I’m in my room researching the private equity fund that owns xomegan.com. I finally went to debate practice, though a lot of good it did. Everyone else had been emailed the motion in advance except me. Mr. Connelly said he must have accidentally left me off the email chain. Oops.

I can hear Claire yelling on the phone in her room. Who’s she talking to? I bookmark the page I’m on. It’s the website of Phoenix Capital. I’ve managed to narrow it down to this private equity real estate fund, which strangely enough, is not headquartered here in the US but in Hong Kong.

“I just want to know where you were this week! Why won’t you tell me?” Claire shouts.

I take off my headphones and listen to her conversation.

“If we’re going to be together, we have to be honest with each other,” Claire says. “I need to be able to trust you!” Her voice cracks on the last words.

After they hang up, I walk out of my room and knock gently on hers.

“Hey . . . you okay?” I ask.

Claire walks over and opens the door for me. Her nose is red, and she’s holding a tissue in her hand.

“Just typical boy stuff,” she says, blowing into the tissue.

I sit down on her bed as Claire applies lotion to her tear-stained puffy eyes and tells me what happened with Jay.

“It bugs me so much that he won’t tell me where he went,” she says. Her eyes slide over to a picture of her parents on her bureau. “Maybe because I have trust issues . . .”

“No, it’s not you.” I shake my head. I think back to Jay’s bedroom, the smug look on his face when we walked in on him having sex. “You’re smart to not trust him,” I tell Claire.