Chapter 17

Rachel’s POV

What in the all-loving hell is wrong with me?

I was supposed to hate Mason.

But when I told that to him, it felt like I was choking out a lie.

Also when he told me he hates me too, it stung.

I don’t know what I was expecting since I told him I hate him.

Ah enough with these thoughts.

I pulled out my phone and shot a quick message to Becky.

Bitch1: hey babes. The situation is all settled. We talked and he told me about Coleen. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me in all these years!! You owe me a huge coffee once you’re back in town. Love you.

It took her only a minute when the dots already started bouncing on my screen, signaling she was typing a response.

Bitch2: yeah, yeah. You will get your coffee. But I don’t feel bad because first: it wasn’t my story to tell, and second: for fucks sake woman you never got along! But I am glad you worked out your problems. After all, you still need to survive at least until y