Chapters (34)
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- Playlist
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- Also by Q.B. Tyler
- About the Author
“No. The time to talk to me would have been before you were cheating on me, with whom I assume to be this guy.” He points at Jacob and my eyes widen and a hand goes to my chest as it feels like my heart might just fly out of it.
“With who!?” My mother’s eyes widen in shock before she shakes her head. “Whitney, cheating? Impossible and…” She looks at Jacob and then me and then back to Parker. “You’re mistaken, that’s Whitney’s godfather, Parker. And to shoot off such baseless accusations, is unbecoming.” She looks at me. “Did you guys really break up?” She gives me a sad look even though I know she’s thinking something along the lines of ‘thank goodness, he was not right for you, honey.’
“She broke up with me. For… JP, right?” A smug grin finds his face as he points at Jacob and I can tell JP is trying not to react until we get some emotions under control, most importantly my parents. But for him to know that I call him JP… fuck fuck fuck.
“What? Parker? I know you might be feeling some anger toward Whitney right now, but please,” my mother says, putting a hand up toward him. “You do not know what you’re talking about.”
“I will fucking murder you.” The words are quiet and my eyes snap to my father who’s staring at Jacob. His hands are shaking as he stands to his feet and I don’t think I’ve ever been as afraid of anything as I am at this moment as my father crosses the room and makes his way toward us.
“Honey, what…?” My mother looks at him before me then Jacob. “Baby, that’s Jacob. You’re really going to take the word of Parker, who you don’t even like?”
“Well finally someone admits it.” Parker scoffs.
“You shut up.” I growl at him before turning back to my father.
“Dad…” I move to stand in front of Jacob. “I need you to take a breath and let me talk.”
“Move, Whitney.” His eyes are cold and hard but they’re not directed at me. They’re directed about a foot over my head.
“Dad… can we please just talk about this?” I ask. “I want to clear up a few things.”
“Yeah, Dad… let’s just take a second. Take some deep breaths,” Mason interjects and I see the moment in my father’s eyes when he realizes that Mason saying something means there’s some truth to what Parker said.