![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() She was heading to NYU, and she had been ecstatic about her acceptance there and the small scholarship that would allow her to go. Hunter was going to head straight out to California after graduation and try to make it big in Hollywood. ![]() She avoided her friends, and allowed herself to indulge in some well-earned tears. She heard the next morning that he had invited his leading lady, Cindy Lee, to the prom. When he left her house that afternoon, she assumed that he’d call her and be the one to say that he was sorry. Or their small part of it anyway-the entire high school. She hadn’t done anything, other than suggest that despite the fact that he had been given an award in drama club, he hadn’t needed to kiss his leading lady quite so long, or so deeply, in the auditorium, in front of the world. She told him he’d better not plan on speaking to her again ever then, because she hadn’t the least intention of apologizing. She wasn’t sure what started their argument, only that it escalated into him saying that he didn’t intend to speak to her again until she apologized. It started with Hunter being a total jerk. But neither had she expected it to be the beginning of a lifelong nightmare. D arcy Tremayne hadn’t expected her senior prom to be a dream evening. ![]()
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