Tiffany’s POV


    “Are you crazy? A million a year? For what, gaining a little weight? She’s lost the weight now, so how can you dare im that she needs any money for it? This happened so long ago, yet you keep crying about it,” I cried out.


    “Ms. Vaughn, you will have a turn to speak soon. Do not interrupt Attorney Briggs again,” the judge stated.


    “Your Honor, my client has documentation from her therapist. A therapist who is board-certified in trauma therapy. My client has had recurring nightmares for thest few months, ever since Ms. Vaughn senselessly attacked her. That attack clearly shows that Ms. Vaughn still believes she can harm my client at any moment.<fne195> Original content can be found at find[?]ovel</fne195>


    I refused to answer.


    How do they all even know about my husband in the first ce? The way they spit out the word husband confuses me. I know it’s easy to find out that kind of information, but I didn’t think they’d care enough to keep tabs on me. I don’t see why my marriage matters at all. Much like with my supposed husband, they didn’t really want me either.


    “She ran away from him,” Psycho said. “Probably because she was throwing a little tantrum. She thought she could get her way if she made him chase her.”


    “Who would chase her?” The bimbo hanging off of him asked with a disgusted face before giggling.


    “Nobody, babe, Psycho replied with augh. “That’s why her little trick ain’t working. Bet she was about to run right back to him before we took her.”


    Idiots. They have no idea what they’re talking about. And trust me, ho.e, I don’t think I’m that chase-worthy either. I’m just… somebody easy to abuse because nobody actually cares about what happens to me. Hell, my husband could kill me and nobody would even report me missing.


    “So, is she gonna be like a new housemaid or something?” the girl asked, with her face scrunched up. “There’s no way she could be a subus. She’s not pretty enough. None of these guys would want her.”


    “I want her,” Tae blurted out.


    I felt heat rush to my cheeks, but I didn’t move, didn’t lift my head, didn’t look at anybody.


    “Of fucking course you do,” Psycho replied, rolling his eyes. “Ya’ll have fun figuring that out. I have a party to get to.” And with that, he spun around with the blonde in his arms, heading towards the area where the men are the most drunk. Some were even fucking some of the club girls out in the open, or getting their shafts sucked.


    Gross.


    “Where did you find her?” Tae asked.


    “Hiding in Nebraska,” Karma said.


    I peeked up at Tae, looking at his cut. He has the club’s logo on it. He has a patch that says Tech, and one that says Computer Guru. Wait, that must be what C.G. stands for. Tae is C.G.?


    “Why couldn’t I find her?” Tae asked sadly.


    “Because she was getting paid under the table, paying with cash at her apartment, so they didn’t ask questions, and never took out a loan or anything else for you to track her with,” Karma said.


    “You really were trying to hide from us, huh, Fireball?” Tae asked in a sad, but light tone.


    I scoffed, but didn’t say anything.


    “She refuses to talk to anybody now that she’s here,” Karma told him.


    Just then, a few more figures entered the room from the other side. They either came from the backyard, or one of the bedrooms. There were three of them in total. Two of which I recognized right away. I hated that my first instinct was to hide.


    Unfortunately, I was already spotted.


    “What the fuck is she doing here?” Evander spat as he marched up to us, pointing a figure at me. His twin was trailing right behind him, giving me the evil eye. She was the only one I held eye contact with.


    This time around, Everly is going to know that I won’t be pushed around. Not ever again.


    “I brought her,” Karma stated.


    “Well, take her the fuck back!” Evander shouted.


    I tried not to let his disdain get to me, but it did. I’ve always been overly sensitive. I’ve always hated it. Evander and I used to be close. Hell, we were step-siblings at one point. It hurts that he hates me so much. But I hate them all too now.


    Still, I couldn’t help but notice the changes in Evander. If I had thought the others had gained some muscles, it had nothing on Evander. He was absolutely huge. Which makes sense. I knew he was going to take over for his dad as the club’s enforcer. His dad was the biggest man I’d ever seen. He told me it was because the enforcer had to be the strongest.


    Evander looks the same everywhere else though. Except that he grew out his golden-blonde hair. Now it’s pulled back into a man-bun at the back of his head. I have no idea how long it really is, but he used to always keep it short. His deep brown eyes still hold so much disgust for me, it churns my belly. He had stubble growing on his face too, like he was in the beginnings of a beard.


    Everly looks the same as well. Long golden-blonde hair, deep brown eyes, still dressed like a whore, trying to show off the boobs and ass she never had. Well, now she has boobs. Big ol’ fake ones. I’m not surprised at all that she got a boob job.


    “She’s not going anywhere,” C.G. said as he turned to stand in front of me, between me and Evander.


    My eyes were still on Everly though. I don’t even know who the third person is, but it’s a female. She was clinging to Evander’s arm, trying to calm him down, but he wasn’t paying much attention to her.


    Or his twin.


    Everly took a couple of steps towards me. Nobody noticed. Of course, they wouldn’t. She smiled smugly as she crossed her arms.


    “Wow, you finally came crawling back,” she sneered quietly enough that nobody else heard. “Seconds back here and already nobody wants you. Maybe you should just leave.”


    A huge grin spread across my face, making Everly’s smile falter.


    “Oh my god! Ev! You’re so right!” I said loudly, faking the nice note in my voice. “I should totally just leave, since nobody wants me here. Thank you! Bye now!”


    I turned on my heel, but Karma stepped in my way. I sighed, feeling defeated. On cue, Everly rushed to Karma’s side, clinging to him and starting the waterworks.


    “All I said was how happy I was for her to be back!” She blubbered. “I don’t know what she’s-”


    “Oh, save it!” I cut her off. Everly was taken aback. I had never talked back or stood up for myself before. She clearly wasn’t expecting me to have changed at all.


    “Don’t talk to my sister like that!” Evander snapped at me.


    I whirled around faster than anyone was expecting, and red at Evander.


    “I’ll talk to your lying whore of a sister, however the fuck I want,” I spat, and the room fell awkwardly silent. “I’ll talk to all of you however the fuck I want! Ya know what? As a matter of fact,” I said as I set Butter down on the floor and climbed onto the bar, standing on top of it until everyone was looking at me. “This goes for every single one of you. I did not want toe here. I was dragged back, and I’m not happy about it. Those of you who used to know me… well, I’m not the same Blythe anymore. I want nothing to do with of you, but if you insist on bothering me, then you get to meet the new Blythe.” Then I looked right at Everly. “And the new Blythe doesn’t give a flying fuck who likes her and who doesn’t. This is your only warning… I fight back now. Tread carefully.”