Chapter_255
Naomi’s heart sank as she read the message. The words burned into her mind, each one a reminder of the twisted game she was part of. Gina. She should’ve known. Naomi had been avoiding her for months, but it seemed Gina hadn’t forgotten.
The message was a cruel reminder of the shifting power dynamics. Naomi had always been the one with the upper hand, the one who held the control. But now, it was Tyler and Olivia, and they were growing closer by the day. Seeing them together at the Rees’ party must have struck a nerve with Gina, and now she was using it as ammunition.
Naomi’s grip on the phone tightened further. She had expected things to get messy, but she never anticipated it to unravel like this. Olivia and Tyler were slipping further away from her grasp, and she felt more isolated than ever.
She stared at the phone, reading and rereading the message, trying to keep the storm inside from breaking. But it was no use. The frustration, the anger, the jealousy—everything was building up inside her. It had been a long time since someone had gotten the better of her, and now it was happening again.
Gina’s words stung more than they should have. Naomi had never expected to lose Tyler to someone like Olivia, especially not after everything she’d done for him, for their family. And now, Olivia was carrying his child, a permanent bond between them. The world was changing, and Naomi didn’t know how to navigate it anymore.
She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to steady herself. She couldn’t let this consume her. She wouldn’t let Gina win. But Naomi also knew one thing: she would have to act quickly, before she lost everything.
After a moment, she typed back a reply to Gina, her fingers moving quickly across the screen.
[It’s not over, Gina. I will make sure of that.]
Naomi set the phone down, her mind racing. She couldn’t afford to let Olivia and Tyler’s happiness last. There was too much at stake.
Meanwhile, Hillary was still pacing around the room, clearly anxious and upset. “Naomi, you’re not telling me everything, are you? What’s really going on with you? Are you sure you’re alright?”
Naomi barely heard her. She was lost in thought, already plotting her next move. She could feel the pressure mounting, but for the first time in a long time, it wasn’t something that scared her. It fueled her.
“I’m fine, Mom,” Naomi said, her voice steady but cold. “I just need some rest, that’s all.”
Hillary didn’t seem convinced, but she didn’t push further. She kissed Naomi on the forehead and left her alone in the room. As the door clicked shut, Naomi closed her eyes, feeling the weight of the message she had just sent.
The game was on, and she wasn’t about to lose.