Chapter 6

The diamond engagement ring on my finger basically laughed at me. It felt cold, heavy, like a shackle.

“I hate him,” I hissed, my voice trembling with barely contained rage. “I hate all of them. How could they do this to me?” My breath came in sharp, uneven bursts, my chest rising and falling beneath the sleek, form-fitting black dress I'd been wearing. The neckline dipped just low enough to tease, the hem riding high on my thighs.

Jaxton sat beside me, Tall, ...