I didn’t have time for this. I had to be to work in less than an hour and make arrangements for staying with Staci. If I couldn’t, I was screwed. I thought about how I could maybe crash with Brittainy or Ella, but Brittainy was getting married in two weeks, and I didn’t want to bring my drama into her life. Nope, I’d find a way to get through this. I’d tell William tonight, pack my bag, and leave the Lancaster house for the last time. Apparently, both of them were fucking liars. The thought of William lying to me stung, but part of me was relieved I found out now before it was too late. I still haven’t heard the whole story, but what I have heard was enough. He had covered his late wife’s death and had failed to tell me any of it. “Mac!” I heard Alex pounding on the bedroom door. “Let me in! I can explain!” I rolled my eyes.
