"Look forward to it."
With that parting shot, Olympia swayed out of the room on her heels.
Rosamond watched her go and let out a quiet, scornful breath. Layla Delgado was a force of nature. Olympia, did you really think you'd fare any better under that woman's roof?
But none of that was Rosamond's problem anymore. She looked away, picked up her phone, and called her mother, asking her to send someone to the hospital.
She didn't dare tell her parents about the night before. She said only that she'd fainted from a fever.
Noel and Martha were skeptical, but Rosamond held firm, and in the end they didn't press further.
Early the next morning, Rosamond sent everything she'd prepared to her lawyer, blocked Bryce's number, and boarded a plane without looking back.
