Chapter 66 Still That Girl?
- Claire
- I hadn’t seen Christian in months. Not a phone call. Not a message. Not a glimpse of his car in my driveway. It was like I’d been erased from his life with the flick of a wrist. He didn’t give a damn about me—he made that painfully clear the day he chose her. The teenage housewife with an accidental belly full of babies.
- Sophia-fucking-Mia.