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Chapters (66)
  1. PREFACE
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  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. One week ago
  6. THREE
  7. Present day
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. THIRTY-FIVE
  40. THIRTY-SIX
  41. THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. THIRTY-NINE
  44. FORTY
  45. FORTY-ONE
  46. FORTY-TWO
  47. FORTY-THREE
  48. FORTY-FOUR
  49. FORTY-FIVE
  50. FORTY-SIX
  51. FORTY-SEVEN
  52. FORTY-EIGHT
  53. FORTY-NINE
  54. FIFTY
  55. FIFTY-ONE
  56. FIFTY-TWO
  57. FIFTY-THREE
  58. FIFTY-FOUR
  59. FIFTY-FIVE
  60. FIFTY-SIX
  61. FIFTY-SEVEN
  62. FIFTY-EIGHT
  63. FIFTY-NINE
  64. SIXTY
  65. SIXTY-ONE
  66. SIXTY-TWO

"Individuals don't matter. It's all about power and prestige. Every family measures their worth by the number of Supremes they produced."

I nod, my heart hurting for her.

"Were you...in love with him?" I ask tentatively.

She releases a bitter laugh.

"Maybe it would have been better if it had been some great love story. It was one time only, and I was so intoxicated I barely remember a single thing. Just...the morning after. The shame." She pauses, squeezing her eyes shut.

"Thea." I reach for her hand. "Did he take advantage of you?"

She shakes her head.

"We were both inebriated. Not that it makes it any better. But it was my fault... I..." She swallows a sob as she brings the back of her hand to wipe off the moisture clinging to her lashes. "If my father forces me to marry someone, it will be all over. I can't bring that type of shame to my family. I couldn't bear to see them disappointed in me."

"Why don't you tell him then? Surely, if he knows how this would affect you, he would stop pressuring you."

"That's the thing, Luce. I don't know which one is worse. My father finding out, or the world finding out."

I stare at her and it finally dawns on me that behind her easygoing appearance hides a mountain of turmoil—oh, and how well it hides. She has everybody fooled that she's some type of carefree rebel, but she's only a woman trying to survive in a world that has her cornered.

"Is this what Ze threatened you with?"

She nods as she dries her tears, patting her face with a napkin to fix her ruined makeup.

"He saw me. The morning after, he saw me leave the male's room. And since then, he's been holding it over my head. One wrong move, and he threatened to expose me."

I shake my head in disappointment. How could he do that to her? Knowing the type of secret he's been blackmailing her with makes me realize just how badly I misjudged him.

"I have a question, and I don't want you to take it the wrong way." When she nods for me to continue, I ask, "Why would you tell me something so sensitive? If it's so dangerous for you, why would you risk it?"

A faraway look appears on her face.

"Ze was right about one thing. I... I don't have the best reputation in Arche. I have no girlfriends. No one to talk to, really. There is my sister, but she's too young to understand. I guess..." She sighs deeply. "I needed to tell someone and I thought you wouldn't judge me."

Getting up from my chair, I take a tentative step toward her. I open my arms for her and she comes easily, hugging me tightly as more tears fall down her cheek.