Chapter 6

Chloe Daniels showed up while my family was at work and I was recovering.

She hadn’t suffered a single injury and had the nerve to show up wearing bright orange lipstick.

“Thanks for taking those three stabs for me,” she said, smiling. “Otherwise, I might’ve gotten hurt. Really appreciate it.”

“But, Claire, don’t you get it yet? Jason has always loved me. He was only with you because he was lonely.”

“Third parties are the ones who aren’t loved. He’ll always choose me over you. All it takes is one phone call, and he’ll come running. Isn’t that right?”

Yeah, ever since Chloe came back, Jason had stood me up five times. Every single date, Chloe was always there.

I was never his first choice. It made me sick.

I remember when Jason met my parents for dinner. Everything was perfect until he got a phone call, then without saying a word, he just got up and left the table.

I heard Chloe on the phone saying she’d cut her hand, and Jason told her to wait for him.

It was laughable. Her “wait for me” was so different from the “wait” I always got.

What kind of "citizen" needs someone to drop everything and leave their girlfriend’s family dinner just because they cut their hand?

I looked at my phone, which I had secretly started recording, and then said to Chloe, “If you love Jason so much, why did you break up with him? Do you enjoy stealing other people’s boyfriends?”

Chloe smirked as she fiddled with her perfectly manicured nails, chuckling. “Of course, I was just playing around. Jason doesn’t have money or status—he only has his love for me. But you see, when I came back, he still loved me, didn’t he?”

She glanced up at me with a wicked grin. “Honestly, it’s kind of fun, don’t you think? Even though he’s your boyfriend, he still saved me.”

I nodded, holding back my disgust. “You two really are perfect for each other. A homewrecker and a guy who claims he's just doing his duty by ‘saving citizens.’”