JACKSON’S POV

I wanted to believe Monica. God knows I did. But after everything, I just couldn’t fall for her lies again.

She looked genuinely confused when Vera first mentioned the red envelope and the lily flower, but then, she also claimed she was the one who sent it and said no one could change that. Like it didn’t matter who it hurt. Like she had won.

For a second, as I stared into her eyes, I saw something, maybe innocence, maybe regret. But I looked away quickly, pretending to check my wristwatch. As if time had any meaning to me right now.

“Don’t take me for a fool, Monica,”...