Second Chances, No Mercy

she stormed into the police station in hysterics.

t me with tears and snot streaming down her face. "If you ever want to step foot

He'll serve time for it-that's the price he has to pay.

bout my son. You're just a conniving gold-digger, aren't you? He treated you so well, and this is how y

how alike she and Greg were-masters at playing the

ccusing me of making up claims out of bitterness over disagreements about wed

asn't going to let

your money, or anything else from you. I'll return every penny of t

'll make sure of it!" she spat, lunging at me with raised hands. But before she could lay a fi

atrically onto the ground, wailing and clut

heatrics. I sat down on the

say no to marrying the man who violated me? Go ahead, hit me! Ki

loser, smearing my snot

mbled to her feet, muttering "crazy bitch"

but I knew it was

u've done?" my father growled. "Greg's mother is causing a scene downstairs! The whole neighborhoo

arlier, storming into our home, smas

demanding compensation for everything she'd broken. That finally stopped her from wreaking havoc inside. Unable to make headway with

fied. To them, this wasn't just a personal issue-it was a public

er this? He's your fiancé, for heaven's sake! Can't you just let it go? Withdraw the report and get him ou

orgivable. They couldn't understand my pain or the trauma of being violated. To them, th

he engagement is off. Just retur

What's gotten into you? A girl not getting married-ha

ing the money, my mother