Chapter 30
Author’s POV
Zoe leaned back in her plush executive leather chair, twirling a high-end pen between her manicured fingers as a sharp, bitter snicker escaped her red-painted lips.
Her eyes drifted lazily toward the ceiling, but her mind was years in the past.
She remembered it all too clearly. Back in school, she had been Summer—the invisible, chubby girl who hid behind oversized sweaters and awkward smiles.
And then there was Layla. Sweet, slim, effortlessly stunning Layla, who everyone seemed to adore.
Layla had been friendly to her back then, sharing lunches and offering kind smiles, but Summer had never seen it as genuine friendship.
To her twisted, insecure mind, every gentle gesture from Layla felt like sickening pity.
Layla was the undisputed golden girl, the p
