She was a twin. A triplet to be more technical, but Charity was stillborn. Growing up with cold and unloving parents wasn't easy on her and her twin Stacy. So they killed their parents, ran away, and split up.

But you didn't know about any of this. You just met the woman 5 days ago. All you knew was that she hated being photographed and when you apologized. You two were polar opposites. You, conservative, caring, jobless, widowed, people-pleaser. Her, a badass, confident, blunt, married, millionaire who didn't take shit from anyone. She felt like your best friend, but were you hers?

Nicky and your son begged for a playdate, so Emily invited you over for martinis and it became a daily thing.

This specific day, she made you what she considered a real martini and you both got drunk. You were sitting on the couch together when she asked, with her usual smirk, "What is the craziest thing you've ever done?"