A Life Debt Repaid

At that very moment, Quinn spotted a glass of water and a pill.

There was a note under it that read ‘morning after pill’.

Quinn stared at the pill and the glass, understanding how it felt to have her parade rained on just then.

Her chest ached, but Sam’s meaning was clear-last night was just a moment of impulsiveness between two adults.

No responsibility would be taken, no sentiment would be retained.

Quinn picked up the pill and laughed miserably.

Quinn only returned to Saunders Mansion at noon.

Her phone was out of juice as well, so she had no idea how many times Ryan would have called her by now.

As soon as she stepped inside the drawing room, she found Ryan glowering at her, clearly angry.

On the other hand, both Lindsay and Marvin were clearly concerned. “Where have you been, Quinn? Why did you turn off your phone? We called Zoe, who said you left with Sam, but Sam said you weren’t with him when we called him.

Where did you go? Are you alright?!”

“I’m fine. I was

immediately snapped, “What did you promise me, Quinn?! But you’d stay the night at

did I promise you?” Quinn shot

left fuming but could not manage a

he could not since he

then continued bluntly, “Sam and I aren’t divorced yet. Whatever

“But-“

divorce,” Quinn said flatly.” I’m tired. I’m going

right then, ignoring the fact that Ryan

stared at the ceiling, her body and soul weary while a trail

her blanket and doing her best

so much after she had

when she woke up, and she tossed around, ready to get up when

was

turned and saw that Ryan had entered her room

doing here?!” she demanded, remembering that she had

“Does that matter?”