Wrong Heiress to Almost Murder

My boyfriend, Dallas Clarke, had a pick-me girl constantly hanging around him named Olivia Phillips.

She knew perfectly well that I had diabetes and could not eat high-sugar foods. Yet, during our hiking trip, she still managed to trick me into eating a high-sugar energy bar, which caused my blood sugar to spike.

When I pulled out my insulin pen to inject myself, I discovered with horror that my medication had been replaced with saline solution.

Seeing me collapsed on the ground, dry heaving uncontrollably, Olivia smirked in disdain.

"You are always so dramatic. It's just sugar, you don't need to act like you're dying. That's why I told Dallas to switch your meds, because you needed to toughen up and build some stamina."

I looked toward Dallas, my breathing already becoming labored. "Dallas, give me my medication. If I don't inject insulin soon, I'm going to die..."

Dallas frowned slightly. "Don't you think you're being a little overdramatic? I've never heard of anyone dying from a bit of sugar. Olivia's right... You're such an attention seeker. We barely get together as a group, and here you are causing a scene."

My heart sank, and I called Dad immediately. "Dad, I'm getting bullied, and I might die! Are you going to do something about it or not?"

Dallas Clarke snatched my phone away and hit the end-call button. His face was full of contempt and impatience.

"Sabrina Tanner, are you seriously this childish? You're a grown woman, and you're still tattling to your parents?"

He shoved my phone into his pocket and let out a cold laugh. "Do you seriously think one phone call is going to make your dad, who works out in the woods somewhere, swoop in to save you? Stop embarrassing yourself!"

He had no idea that the man he looked down on was actually the owner of this entire nature reserve. In other words, this whole mountain belonged to my family.

My vision kept fading in and out as the nausea and dizziness from the sugar spike tore through me.

Olivia Phillips, Dallas's so-called girl best friend, chimed in without missing a beat. "Dallas, I told you from the start that she is so manipulative. Look at her. She ate one little energy bar, and now she's pretending to be weak so you'll feel bad and carry her down the trail."

She continued, "Just saying, though, you two lovebirds can be lovey-dovey on your own time without wasting everyone else's. If you pick her over us tonight, I'm not going easy on you during the drinking games!"

Dallas laughed at her teasing. "With your tolerance? You'd belong at the kids' table."

"Screw you! I'm going to make you eat those words."

As they bantered back and forth, the two of them ended up in a playful embrace. This was not the first time they got physical with such a complete lack of boundaries.

When Dallas first introduced me to his group, Olivia was there. The moment