Chapter 17

My head throbbed, and a ringing filled my ears. A wave of dizziness washed over me. I struggled to explain, "I'm definitely not a homemaker. I wouldn't—" "You're not?" Camila's voice rose incredulously. "You openly pursued Jameson in your sophomore year. If that's not being a homewrecker, then what is? Let me tell you, you're the one who ruined Jameson and Xandra's relationship. You made them break up!" "That's not how it happened… No, Chloe told me it wasn't like that…" No, I was not a homewrecker. Chloe assured me that Jameson and Xandra had already broken up when I started pursuing him. I wasn't a homewrecker. It was simply not possible. But how could I explain this to Camila? I had amnesia. I didn't even remember what happened back then. My body shook uncontrollably, and a cold sweat broke out. I regretted coming to the Zook residence. If I had known how this would turn out, I would have just stayed in the hospital this afternoon. At least I would have been safe there. When