Seems logical. Just when I’m sensing something weird, the personification of weird shows up.
Darby flashes Misty a bright, easy smile. “Heather and I are just getting to know each other.”
Misty’s gaze flickers to me. I hold it, unblinking.
There’s something in her expression—something calculating. Nothing new there.
Misty tilts her head. “Heather, always in the middle of things.”
I smirk. “You know me. I like to keep things interesting.”
“Yes, you do.” Misty lingers for another beat before turning, striding away without another word.
Darby exhales, shaking her head. “She’s intense. What’s her story?”
Again with the stories. “She’s an heiress, as you know. And she’s kind of…odd.”
Darby raises her eyebrows.
“Not in a scary way or anything,” I say. “But she came here with an agenda.”
“Didn’t you all?”
Darby has a point. We all came to meet the billionaires, to hopefully marry one.
But I get an unnerving feeling—the same feeling I get from Misty.
Misty is playing some kind of game, and I have a sneaking suspicion that Darby may be as well.
She’s feeling me out.
Fine. I can play my part.
After all, I’ve been playing a part for years.
EPISODE 194
TEARS
River
I’ve spent my whole life making choices I can’t take back.
Some were easy. A few weren’t even mine to make. Then there’s the one that sat inside my chest like a weight, pressing harder with every passing year. The kind that rewrote who I am.
Keeping Jake’s secret.
What choice did I have? He’d have gone to juvie. Poor guy had been through enough in his life, going hungry half the time, knocking up his girl.
And then losing her to that old fucker.
No one missed Old Man Larson.
As for Marnie…well, the search went on for months. She was never found.
Jake’s body was never found either.
I still remember standing over Jake and helping him find the words as he wrote the suicide note. “Keep it short,” I told him. “No details.”
