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thing he wanted the most: me. “I have to get Sterling involved. He’s the only one who can talk some sense into Holden.”
    Alfonso and I headed towards the mansion in Brentwood, and my stomach dropped the second I saw Dalton’s gray Range Rover in the driveway.
    “He’s here,” I said, unbuckling my seatbelt and slowly climbing out. I tried asking myself why he’d have run to Sterling before coming to me. Nothing was adding up. Nothing made sense.
    Unless Sterling was in on it too…
    Alfonso followed me inside, where voices were echoing from the kitchen area.
    “Mom?” I called out.
    I rounded the corner only to see Gray and Mom in a heated discussion.
    “Gray,” I wrapped my arms around him and breathed him in, squeezing him tighter than I’d ever squeezed anyone in my entire life. I pulled away and cupped his strong jaw in my hands. “You’re okay?”
    He nodded. “I’m fine. Your mother on the other hand, she’s on a train to crazy town and there’s no way to stop her.”
    I glanced at my mom who held her phone in her hand. Judging by the crazy look in her eyes, she was about to call the cops on Gray. He must’ve said something to piss her off, which wasn’t hard. The only thing that truly pissed Tammy-Dawn Conners off was when someone pointed out the ugly truths she tried so hard to bury along with her dirty past.
    “What is Alfonso doing here?” Mom’s jaw hung half open.
    “What is going on here?” a voice boomed from the hallway. We all peered behind us to see Sterling staggering toward us in his bathrobe, his white hair disheveled every which way.
    “Holden kidnapped Gray,” I blurted, giving him the condensed version.
    “Who is Gray?” Sterling asked, his eyes adjusting to the light.
    I slipped my arm behind Gray’s back. “He’s my... my friend. My…”
    I didn’t know what the hell he was to me anymore. All I knew was I loved him more than anyone in the whole world.
    “What’s this about Holden?” Sterling asked. Of course Holden would be his main concern. Holden was his fucking golden child.
    “I’m sorry, Sterling. Mom. I’m not marrying Holden,” I said. Gray pulled me tight in a supportive move. He had my back. He always did.
    Mom’s glare burned holes in my back. I could feel their heat. Sterling raked his fingers through his thinning hair, looking as if someone told him the stock market had just collapsed. He took a seat in a nearby chair at the table.
    “You don’t love Holden?” Sterling looked crushed, and in that moment, I realized I cared more about hurting Sterling than my own mom. But it didn’t change anything.
    “I’m sorry,” I said softly. “I don’t love him.”
    “I thought you two were crazy about each other,” he said, scratching his head and crinkling his nose. “That’s why I made him a junior executive at the company. That’s why I was setting you up for a good life, Eve.”
    “You did that for me?” I asked. All along I’d thought he was doing it because Holden’s dad was his best friend.
    “I did,” Sterling said. “I figured when I’m long gone, Holden could take over the company, which would be in your name of course, and you’d be set for life.”
    It felt as if someone had thrown a bag of bricks at my chest, and my feet wanted to give out from under me. Sterling was a good man. A very good man. My mother didn’t deserve him.
    “Can you do me a favor tomorrow morning?” I dared asked.
    “Anything, princess.” Sterling’s blue eyes gazed up at me in a fatherly sort of way. A decade of being married to my mom, he always treated me like his biological daughter. Sometimes I regretted never calling him “dad”. He was the closest thing I ever had to one.
    “Fire that fucker,” I gritted.
    Sterling laughed and everyone seemed to lighten up around us. My mother stayed quiet, as if she were trying to process the entire thing. I couldn’t look at her. I couldn’t look at the woman who was ready to obliterate my future