Chapter 40

WEST I stare at my monitor, a pencil gripped between my fingers so I can take notes, but the pages of numbers swim before my eyes. I can’t focus on anything other than how quickly everything has fallen apart. Lily isn’t who we believed she was. When I first heard Bree’s story, I was convinced that her jealousy drove her to cause trouble for us, but it turns out I’m not as good a judge of character as I thought. It tracks that I was wrong about Lily this whole time. She’s been sleeping in our beds, letting us fuck her every single night, making us fall in love with her. All for a fucking story. She did say that nothing would ever stand in her way of becoming a writer, so I guess she didn’t lie about everything. The worst part about the whole mess is her involvement with the Constantines. I can hardly believe she’d crawl into bed with a pit of vicious snakes, but I saw the fucking proof with my own two eyes. My pencil snaps in my hand, snapping me from memories of Car