There was no way I felt like I would ever be welcomed into Frank’s house. I was never sure why, but I think it had something to do with my brother. He had dated Frank’s sister and ended up breaking her heart for unknown reasons. At least that was the story Fern and Davis were holding onto. I, on the other hand, knew Samantha had been the one to preempt the breakup. I knew what Samantha had done and how she had treated Jason.
But ever since Samantha’s disappearance, I knew the rumors would continue to fly. No matter what Jason and I said or did. But now, it was beginning to affect my everyday life and my ability to function. I heard whispers around every corner and I could swear everyone stopped talking when I walked into a room. I tried to tell myself it wasn’t just me and I was being paranoid, but I couldn’t shake my suspicions. I wanted everything to go back to normal, but until Samanta and Jason were back together – or until Frank let me be – I knew I was going to continue to be suspicious.
I knew exactly what I had to do. How to exactly get them back together. I just wasn’t expecting to get caught red-handed. By the police.