Neither partner could afford to buy the other one out, so they both had to take an equal share of the substantial financial hit. And Jen couldn’t af...ord to buy anything at all on her own. All their investment in the house was lost, she fumed, blown away by Scott’s greed for extra affairs on the side, damn him!Was it really her fault that she couldn’t attract a man who would love her alone enough?Last Christmas the family occasion was hosted by her parents, Lisa and Andy Webster. It was also the. I just have lost my name as well. I really andtruly was in a parallel universe!"Of course Miss, you can call me whatever you like, Rosa is a good name."I answered gingerly with a small curtsey. Somehow the loss of my identityfreed some of my inhibitions.She smiled broadly and for the first time her eyes had lost theircoldness as she said, "I think we'll get on well Rosa, I liked your smallcurtsey just now, you seem to have the right approach. So, let me takeyou around the flat and show you. But the biggest thing happening in the last few weeks of school was planning for the legendary senior week. One of the dreams that many high school seniors have. An entire week, or maybe more, of hanging out somewhere cool with your friends, normally getting absolutely trashed and meeting other high school seniors from around the country. Sometimes meeting them a little more intimately than just a little friendship. And in this school especially, if you were discovered to not be planning any. "Stop the car, Mahmet," he ordered in a cold voice. "And turn out the lights."Silently Nisli opened the car door and stepped onto the gravel driveway, standing up and heading immediately for the grass beyond. His highly polished black leather shoes glistened in the moonlight, betraying no sound as he made his way carefully toward the parked car ahead. Suddenly he stepped into the shadow of the nearby shrubbery. A man came out of the office and got into the car. He looked as if he were waiting.