After Hurting Me to the Point of Being Battered, He Was Heartbroken

Five years since the breakup.

I'd imagined countless ways I might run into Matthew Graham again—or maybe never see him again at all.

But never like this.

He was sitting just a few feet away, his arm around Georgia Mitchell, his eyes mocking as they lock on me.

"If you need money, Miss Scott, it's no problem. A drink for five million. Go ahead, drink."