Promises and Pomegranates by Sav R. Miller

CHAPTER 32
I MEET my sisters and Lorenzo, their bodyguard, for brunch at an upscale
harbor diner the next day, and for a while, it almost feels like old times.
They sit across the table from me, Ariana’s hair twisted into a bun and the
sleeves of her light blue blouse buttoned at her elbows. Stella, meanwhile,
tucks her hair into the collar of her button-down, leaning over her plate as Ari
details some Hollywood scandal overshadowing news of my “big return.”
“...and I’m just saying, men like that who champion women’s rights so
vocally are always the first to be accused of sexual harassment. They’re too
good to be true.”
Stella scoffs, bits of egg flying from her mouth. “You don’t believe that
girl’s story, do you? They met one night in New York City, and he just had to
have her? She’s a little nobody from Maine, and he’s a rock god; why would
he pick her?”
Ari tosses a bagel chip at her. “I’m choosing to believe the victim,