#Chapter 275: The Highest Stakes

Abby As I watch Karl leave, the door clicking softly shut behind him, I’m left reeling from his proposition. It’s insane; the very thought of the two of us entering into this ridiculous deal should never even cross my mind. And yet, why is it… tempting? With a huff, I turn around and throw myself back down onto the bed. I don’t want to return to the party tonight—not after the way Karl embarrassed me in front of anyone. It’s still too raw, too painful to face everyone. They’ll be expecting me to say something, to act in a certain way that somehow seems ‘appropriate’. But I don’t even know what I would say or what I would do. Karl’s proposition should make me furious, and it does. I hate what he did. I hate that he didn’t consult me before he announced it to everyone, and I especially hate that he has supposedly been researching ways to fix my dead ovary without even telling me first. How long has this been going on? And yet… I can’t help but think back to those