Madison POV
“That prick did what?” Ariana hissed, crumbling the coffee cup in her hand. Madison continued to tell her everything. From the hotel room disaster to her visit to the copshop.
Ariana had come back from her vacation two days ago and had noticed Madison’s gloomy mood. She had coaxed her into having a Sunday girl's brunch at a coffee shop across the street from the park while Nel took the children to the playground.
“I know, I still can’t believe it.” Madison sighed. She really couldn’t. Colton had seemed so honest and perfect. In retrospect, he did seem too perfect. A man like that just didn’t exist. She couldn’t believe she had fallen for his tricks.
“And has Detective Sherlock Hotstuff gotten back to you yet?” Ariana asked, a sly grin on her face.
“Ari, please, stop it. I
