Hailey hadn’t wanted to press charges. Even though Sean wanted her to, and Cleo. Hell, Tyrone wanted to sue.
But she’d heard what her older brother had to say, and she knew her mother had done horrible things to twist her way into Dixie’s head. And not in just a bitchy schoolgirl way she'd taught Hailey.
But in a bitchy adult woman way.
As a woman sleeping with another’s husband, there was usually a shame, denial, and fever lies of one day not being the mistress. Peyton instead had thrived in the role of bedwarmer and credit card user.
She had tortured Dixie probably, and from the soccer punch Hailey had taken to the nose said it all. That poor woman had held it in until she’d gotten cornered by Hailey. And now Hailey had an ice pack to her nose, and Dixie was handcuffed in an in
