They Thought I Failed—Until I Turned Down Harvard

On the ride home from our senior trip, my boyfriend and my foster sister laughed about the applications I wasn't "confident" enough for. They thought I failed everywhere. So when I stood up at graduation and turned down Harvard to their faces, nobody was laughing anymore. I spent years being the background character in their story. Not anymore.

I Stopped Waiting for Them to Take Me Home

In the fifth year after I was sent to Port Castilla, I finally heard that the Whitmore Group's captive employees had been rescued.

I’m No Longer Your Caged Bird

On my wedding day, Adrian Hawthorne blew up the entire hotel just to steal me away. He was my fiancé's biggest business rival, the heir apparent to the Hawthorne Group, the next man at the top. He dug me out of the rubble with his bare hands.

My Boyfriend's Childhood Sweetheart Set Me Up

At Christmas dinner, my boyfriend's childhood sweetheart stood up and called me an escort—waving a printed arrest record with my name on it. Everyone believed her. They didn't know I'd already collected proof of every lie she ever told, and this Christmas, I finally stopped being the one who apologized.

Ten Moves Later, I Realized He Never Wanted to Lose Her

For three years, I moved ten times with my boyfriend, Ethan Rivers. All because of the ex-girlfriend he could never seem to shake, Sienna Blake. Every time we moved into a new apartment, she found us almost immediately.