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?!”

fine. I was just drunk

“What did you promise me, Quinn?! But you’d stay

promise you?” Quinn

fuming but could not manage a

only natural he could not since

and I aren’t divorced yet. Whatever we did, it was perfectly

“But-“

can wait after the divorce,” Quinn said flatly.” I’m tired. I’m

strode upstairs right then, ignoring the fact that

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

her blanket

probably would not hurt so much

she woke up, and she tossed around, ready to get up when a voice suddenly

jumped-it was Ryan’s

had

demanded, remembering that she had locked her door from

“Does that matter?”