The Larson family had managed to get Coraline a position at the Langley Group, and with my limited
influence, it was tough to get her in or cause her any trouble. I simply didn’t have the connections within
thepany.
It was like being caught between a rock and a hard ce.
“You’re not heading home?” Ste asked as she was leaving.
“Nah, got a ss reunion tonight,” I sighed, the boredom evident in my voice. I didn’t even know these
people, but there I was, pretending to be Foebe, attending a reunion. How dull..
But the group had this moral hold over me. With this identity of Foebe, I couldn’t just skip it.
eded to getfortable with being Foebe quickly, or else, If anyone caught on to the charade, it
would spell trouble.
“I’m off then.” Ste said, and on her way out, she ordered me a cappino.
I took a sip and scrunched up my face, instinctively speaking up. “You know I don’t like it this sweet.
How many sugar packets did you throw in?”
Ste just nced at me, said nothing, and left..
Sitting in a corner booth. I propped up my head, watching the constant stream of cars and pedestrians
outside the floor–to–ceiling window.
It’s good to be alive.
I can still feel the sun’s warmth, still savor the world’s delights.
My phone buzzed. Another call from a ssmate.
“Foebe, you know it’s plus–ones tonight. As a married woman, you gotta bring your hubby. along, or
you’re not getting in,” theyughed on the other end.
They were clearly setting me up for ridicule. They all knew about my marriage to Caleb Langley. the
so–called fool of the Langley family, and yet they insisted I bring him along, obviously to make a
spectacle of us both.
“My husband’s not feeling well, so he won’t be…” I didn’t get to finish before they hung up.
It really irked me how I let them push me around.
But their treatment of Foebe was telling; they had no respect for her.
This Foebe was timid, probably because she spent too long in the countryside. Suddenly thrown into
this posh school with its wealthy and titled students, she must have felt out of her depth.
She transferred to this ss in her senior year, so technically, I could skip this so–called reunion.
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But Foebe’s memories were clear. When she was at her loneliest, her senior year homeroom teacher
was the only one kind to her.
Now that they said the teacher was battling cancer, I feltpelled to go on Foebe’s behalf,
With a sigh. I got up and pulled down the brim of my hat as I headed out.
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Ever since that fiasco with Henry at the Langley mansion, ver felt safe walking alone on the streets.
Since my rebirth, my sixth sense seemed sharper than ever.
A few steps out, I paused and nced back. Sure enough, a figure in ck darted into an alley.
Typical.
I turned and quickly ducked into a side street myself.
The person in ck emerged, searching for me, then panicked and hurried forward.
From my hiding spot, I watched until he was deep in the alley. I grabbed a stick from the ground. and
swung it at his head.
He hit the ground, staring up at me in shock. “Why’d you hit me?”
Gripping the stick tightly, I was just as startled. “Why… why are you following me?”
“Eric sent me to protect you!” The man clutched his head, grimacing in pain.
I massaged my temples, feeling a headacheing on. “Sorry, I thought you were a bad guy.”
He got up, still wincing. “You need to be careful. There are a lot of eyes on you.”
I nodded. “I’m really sorry. Go get checked out at the hospital. Eric will cover it. I’ve got this reunion to
attend, so I’ll be on my way.”