Obsessed: A Second Chance Thriller
contrast to the storm brewing in David's
ight. He was letting me handle i
couldn't live with myself if I didn't warn you. He was always saying how much he admired my dri
e was passionate about his sustainable architec
I asked, keepi
rying to get me alone. It was a little much, honestly, but I just fi
voice dangerously low.
ilence on the oth
higher pitched. "I, uh, I didn't know you were th
been interested in you, Brittany. Not then, not now. Ashley i
ttany stammered, her confidence crumbling
's friend," David cut her off. "That's all
hun
n our apartme
"I'm so sorry you
ry you had a friend like that. I always thought s
embering the car, the crash, the p
around me. "We'll
t forged a bond between us that felt unbreakable. He threw himself into his work, designing a new community center, while
it wou
mutual friend Sarah'
I told David. "
ant to face her?" h
David. And I need to sho
ia. Kids running, burgers
ks table. She looked dishevel
ce loud enough to draw a fe
bout, Brittany," I said ca
she sneered. "About how
ryone knew he wanted me! You just
he cheerful cha
ing a scene," I said,
perfect with your perfect architect boyfriend. He
e shoved
lemonade splash
y guy I vaguely knew, stepped forward. "
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