Mom. I should have ignored it, but the pathetic, desperate part of me still wanted to believe she’d be on my side.
I pressed answer. “H-hello.”
Her voice was calm, like she wasn’t the mother of the woman whose life had just been shattered. “What now, you're still crying? Come on, Emma, stop being dramatic!"
I choked on my own breath. “What?”
“Lily is younger than you,” she continued. “She deserves happiness too.”
My grip tightened around the phone. “And what about me?” My voice was barely above a whisper. “Don’t I deserve it?”
A sigh. Then my father’s voice, “Don’t be selfish, Emma. Think about Noah. Jason is going to be Lily’s husband now. It’s best if you cooperate.”
Something inside me snapped.
I threw the phone across the room. It hit the wall with a crack before falling to the floor. And then I buried my face in my pillow and screamed until my throat felt raw.
This wasn’t just Jason’s betrayal. It was everyone’s. My mother. My father. My sister. My husband. Every single person I had ever loved had thrown me away like I was nothing!
But if they thought I would just accept this?
If they thought I would just cooperate?
They were dead wrong.