Chapter 15: Emily's Dad

“Are you crazy?” I snapped. “Oh, honey, it’s called raising awareness. God forbid I use my platform for something good. If Bridal Luxe sees this, they'll be covering my wedding for sure.” Roman finally looked up, jaw flexing. “Turn that shit off. Now.” Chloe tilted the phone toward her fake-teary face and forced a sob. “This is a family tragedy. And I—” The phone was snatched from her hand mid-sentence. Alyssa stood, eyes red, hair falling messily around her face. “You want tragedy?” she hissed. “You want attention, Chloe?” “Alyssa—” The crack of the slap silenced the room. Chloe’s head snapped to the side. The silence after was thick and ringing. Alyssa hurled the phone against the wall. It shattered into pieces like her restraint had. “Get. Out.” “You’re overreacting—” “OUT!” Roman stood. Lizzie jumped. Even Dean moved as Chloe stormed out, one hand cradling her cheek and eyes glistening—not from pain, but rage. Dean moved to pick up the broken pieces of Chloe’s phone. “That was too