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Chapter 30

Meg

My hands shake as I hung up the phone. I take a couple of deep breaths, trying to regain my composure.

Evan had caught me off guard by asking me to come to the city.

I’ve given him no good reason why I couldn’t come to the city. He probably suspects something now.

My secret is starting to unravel, and living two separate lives might just be my undoing.

I can’t maintain a series of lies any longer. I am, by nature, a person with integrity. I don’t lie.

And yet Simon has forced me into it. It’s as if he wants me to be as evil as he is.

Giving Evan the cold shoulder is making me sick to my stomach because it’s not who I am.

I’mintoEvan. I feel connected to him in an inexplicable way, and yet I might have just severed everything that binds us together.

My bed beckons, and I curl up on the soft duvet. Have I lost Evan, this great guy, all because I’m hiding a secret life? Do I expect never to leave the mansion again?

Tears run down my cheeks, and I find myself crying for all that I’ve lost and for all that I have to lose.

I have everything I could ever want here—and yet it’s all on the line because of stupid Simon.

It was a close call with Evan, and I’m not even sure I handled the situation right. Who am I to refuse him a date? Finally, he asks me out—something I’ve been dying for him to do—but I had to ruin it because of my secret.

What if he gets turned off because of my hesitation?

I wipe my tears with the sleeve of my sweater and consider my options. It’s becoming completely apparent to me now that the truth will come out at some point. I can’t remain cloistered in the mansion forever and think that nobody will notice how I never leave.

The thing is, I know Simon is out there. It’s obvious from his texts that he’s becoming increasingly angry, and I sense a hint of…instability about him. He’s going absolutely crazy, knowing that he may not get the billion-dollar fortune.

Simon’s only concern is money. It always has been. And because it’s taking me so long to get some dirt on the guys, I think Simon might do something rash.

I don’t want to take any chances by leaving the mansion.

For all I know, he has spies on me, watching my every move. If I were to leave the mansion and go on a date with one of the guys, I might leave myself exposed to Simon and his minions or whoever he has working for him.

By leaving, I could blow my cover.

And I can’t have that happening.

I’m finally happy, and I want to do everything I can to hang on to that. I deserve a good life.

I just have to find out how to get out from underneath Simon’s grasp. It seems like an impossible situation, and I curse as I look out my window at the setting sun.

I’ll never tire of this view and from being so far removed from the city and all its chaos. Out here, I can actually hear myself think.

My cheeks burn hot, and my eyes fill again with tears, but I don’t let one single drop fall this time.

Simon doesn’t deserve to have me feeling upset like this. He doesn’t deserve to have a say over my life or how I feel.

I’ve put up with him for far too long, and now his past relationship with me is threatening to ruin my present happiness.

I go to my bathroom and splash some cool water on my face. It does nothing to tame my pounding heart, but it does bring me back to reality.

I tell myself that I can deal with Simon another day. And I tell myself that this is all a bad dream, from which I will wake up one day soon.

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