Chapter 13: Storm at the Lake House
The invitation arrived two days after Theo’s meeting with Chen—heavy cardstock, formal calligraphy, completely unexpected: You are cordially invited to […]
The invitation arrived two days after Theo’s meeting with Chen—heavy cardstock, formal calligraphy, completely unexpected: You are cordially invited to […]
Two days after their fight about Leila, Ivy was making coffee in Naomi’s kitchen when she overheard something that changed
Three weeks after the Times article broke, life had settled into a strange new rhythm. The initial media frenzy had
Tuesday morning brought the eviction notice, delivered by courier at seven AM sharp. Ivy was already awake—she’d barely slept, kept
The call came at seven-thirty Monday morning. Ivy was in Theo’s bed, wrapped in his sheets and the lingering warmth
They made it exactly three blocks from the Harrington building before Theo pulled the Range Rover into an underground parking
Theo returned from Tokyo on a Friday afternoon, exhausted and jet-lagged and somehow still managing to look unfairly attractive in
The call from Richard lasted forty-five minutes. Ivy knew because she sat at the dining table, pretending to organize her
Harrington Industries occupied fifteen floors of a glass tower in the Financial District, all steel and ambition reaching toward the
Ivy woke to seventeen missed calls from her mother and a text from Naomi that simply read: What the hell