He sits next to me, careful to avoid my hair that's splayed out around my head like blood. A bullet to the forehead, boom, blond waves everywhere.
Lauren DeStefanoBefore I can process whatโs happening, Deirdre has opened her hands and Linden has taken the ring from her and slipped it onto my finger. โRhine Ashby,โ he says. โMy wife.
Lauren DeStefanoShe's been conned, ruined, left for dead, and she's not going to forgive any of it. She will soldier on, if only out of spite.
Lauren DeStefano