Chapter 1
I rushed into the bar in a downpour, and the vibe inside was electric.
Amid the crowd’s catcalls, Chase Frost held Lindsey Shaw’s chin and kissed her with a grin.
Lindsey and Chase had grown up together. She was sobbing, her eyes red and puffy like a wronged doll.
Chase’s eyes darkened. “Not gonna run anymore?”
She shook her head through sniffles. “No... just please stop picking on me.”
“Good girl. Drink this, and I’ll leave you alone.”
I froze in place, forgetting to push the door open.
A dull ache spread slowly in my chest, like a bed of tiny silver needles pricking at me.
I’d been with Chase for three years, but he thought my stutter was embarrassing and refused to introduce me to his friends.
Yet Lindsey—who’d abandoned a down-and-out Chase and fled abroad years ago—had just returned, and Chase was already showing her off to everyone.
Lindsey knocked back a shot of hard liquor, clearly drunk.
She clung helplessly to Chase’s neck, looking utterly defenseless.
Chase’s eyes burned with possessiveness.
Before things could get worse, I pushed the door open.
