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“Well, she knows Fiona. Maybe she is related to her. She told me she was here to make you pay for whatever happened.”
There was a darkness in his eyes that made him look like a frightened kid, but he hid it with a smile. I hated seeing him like this.
“She’s not related to her,” he said, still staring at her. His tone was different. “Let’s take her inside. It’s getting cold outside,” he said quickly and tried to carry her, but I stopped him.
“I will do it.” I grabbed her leg and dragged her body with me to the house.
Tristan texted Adrian and his mom as we waited for the cops. I sat on one of the sofas and kept my eyes on her. I hated that I was right. For some reason, Tristan looked bothered by her presence. I couldn’t wait for the cops to come and take her away. Hopefully, things would get better.
I stood up when she started moving. She groaned, sitting up on the floor. She rubbed the back of her head, wincing at the pain.
I raised the frying pan to hit her again, but Tristan stopped me.
“Relax. The cops will take care of her.”
I dropped the frying pan and glared at her. She smiled smugly and made herself comfortable on the floor.
“What do you feel like? A hero?” Her voice rattled with rage.
I reached forward and punched her across the face. My fist made contact with a satisfying crack. I pulled my hand away and shook it out.
“Now, I do.” I grimaced when my knuckles began to hurt.
Karen raised her hand to her nose. When she pulled her hand away from her nose, fresh blood poured.
“Chloe.” Tristan grabbed my wrist.
He pulled me away from her. It was a good thing he had; otherwise, I would be tempted to punch her again.
“Is that all you got?” she said, laughing.
I yanked my wrist out of Tristan’s grasp. I reached out and grabbed a fistful of her ebony hair. I pulled it harder than she had mine, ripping some out in the process.
“Chloe, stop.” Tristan put his hands around my waist and pulled me away from her.
I glared at her, held back by Tristan’s arms.
“Now, you know how that feels,” I spat the words at her with a satisfied smirk. Damn, revenge was really sweet.
Adrian burst through the front door. He looked worried. He slowed down when he saw Karen. His eyes widened at the sight of his fiancée sitting on the ground, looking like she had just been dumpster diving.
“Karen?”
“Hi,” she said dryly and rolled her eyes. She tried to wipe the blood oozing out of her left nostril.
“Aren’t you supposed to be in Texas to see your brother?” He frowned, looking from Karen to Tristan and back again.
My heart dropped for him. He had no idea.
“Grow up. All those things were lies. I don’t have a brother.” Karen rolled her eyes at the bewildered expression that formed on Adrian’s face.
“So, Chloe was right?” He slowly approached her. “Do you even feel anything for me?” he asked. His heart shattered to oblivion.
I could see the sorrow swirling in his enigmatic eyes. Even his posture had drooped down.
She removed the engagement ring and threw it at him. “Oh, before I forget, I sold the real one and got that fake one to replace it.” She smiled.
“You …” He clenched his fists, not knowing what to say.
