Chapter 482

Judy's POV

If someone told me a few days ago that I'd be moving back in with my parents, having spent almost a year living in the Landry mansion, I would have laughed. But here I was, putting the last of my boxes into my childhood room. Despite that, they once sold their home to the Cash family and then had it bought back by Gavin, my room remained the same. It was clear that the Cash family only bought this home to spite my family; they were planning on tearing down the property. I doubted they even stepped foot inside these walls, which irritated me beyond belief.noveldrama

Beta Taylor and Gamma Eric helped bring my things in, but they had left after I took the last of my boxes inside.

I was lost in thought, staring around the room that used to be my safe haven... but now it seemed like a graveyard for the Judy I once was. I wasn't the same girl I was back in high school. I stared at all the pictures I had; there were not only pictures of me and Nan, but also photos of me and Ethan as well. Photos capturing the times I thought I was with my forever person... someone I never thought would hurt me, but did.

I sighed and put the photo face down; I probably should have come here to get rid of them a long time ago, but honestly, I kind of forgot about them. It's easier to forget about my old life when I was with Gavin, living in his mansion and growing into someone completely different.

"I know it's hard, but I'm glad to have you back," my mother said, leaning against the door frame.

Her eyes were soft and filled with compassion as she watched me turn down each photo that consisted of Ethan. She was the biggest advocate for Ethan for a long time, until she was forced to live in the Cash family manor and discovered their true colors. Now she hates him and his entire family more than anything; they were the reason my family was ripped apart for months. The reason my father had to face prison time and was beaten until the inch of his life. They were the reason she nearly lost her fated mate.

I was glad to have her back to normal; those months my father was gone were dark times. I honestly started to lose hope that she would ever get back to normal. I thought I lost her, too.

But now she was smiling, her face had color, and she was eating again.

"Have you spoken to Ethan lately?" My mother asked, watching me as I tore down the photo I had of him on my vanity mirror.

I looked at him with a frown.

"No, and I don't plan on speaking to him again," said to her, my tone leaving no room for argument. The last time I spoke to him was at the competition when he brought Daisy there. I still wasn't sure what he was thinking when he did that or what game he was playing, and honestly, I didn't really care. I knew he was back in town because of the photo Nan took of him with Sammy.

I wondered what kind of relationship they had with one another and why Sammy didn't tell me about it. It hurt thinking she was keeping something like this from me. She knew the hell Ethan had put Irene and me through, so wasn't sure why Sammy would suddenly be interested in him.

Unless something else was going on.

"Did something happen between you and the Landry family?" My mother asked

with a concerned frown. "Is that why you are moving home?"

"No, Mom," I said, turning to look at her. "I told you that they are using the

mansion for something, and I couldn't stay there because of it."

My mom didn't look convinced, but she knew better than to question me, so she nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, at least now I can make sure you are focusing on your studies she told me, a small smile tipping the corner of her lips. "Graduation is fast approaching, and now is the time to start cramming."

She was right, I had to focus my attention on school above anything else. Right now, it was a crucial time, and if I fell behind, I could kiss graduating top of my class goodbye.

"I'll study hard," I assured her. "You have my word."

Before she could say anything more, the sound of my phone stopped her.

I grabbed my phone off my bed and saw that it was a text from Nan. I swiped my

finger across the screen, and my heart stopped at her message.