Chapter 295 Black Eyes & White Lies

Ella

The dim light of the restroom cast shadows that danced eerily across the ornate walls. I stood there, staring blankly at the face reflected back at me from the gilded mirror. The hushed. whispers of the escorts in the adjacent stalls echoed painfully in my mind, punctuated by the occasional muted giggle from the ballroom outside.

A world of stark contrasts. My heart thudded painfully, each beat. screaming a desperate question. What could I, Ella, do in a world of opulence, where beneath the surface, darkness thrived?

“Ella.” The soft, husky voice in my mind was familiar, comforting. Ema always seemed to speak up when I was in turmoil, a constant friend and source of reason. “These women… they need our help.

I closed my eyes, trying to still the tumultuous emotions raging within. “It’s not our world, Ema. Interfering might bring danger to us and them.”

are strong, Ella. We are

Logan’s world is intertwined with theirs,” I whispered out loud, my voice shaky. “If I do something, there could be dire consequences. Not just for me, but for those escorts

presence in my mind was warm, a stark contrast to the coldness of my fears. “All you need to do is tell Logan. Perhaps he’ll have

against the cold marble sink, letting out a shaky breath. Images of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier

also a lurking fear, one that had been planted by the whispered tales of the escorts about the

them?” I questioned, my voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a part, portraying himself

was the trigger, the thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I ended up becoming another

reminder of the

Ella. But if we stand by, do nothing, the weight of that

of the perfumed restroom filling my senses. The realization hit me with a clarity that was jolting. Yes, there was danger. Yes, there was uncertainty. But the idea of not acting, of letting another woman suffer

mind. I’d talk to Logan. Regardless of the outcome, I had to try. Because the true danger wasn’t just in the world outside, it was in the battle raging within-the fight between

against my hand seemed in stark contrast to the reality I’d just witnessed within. As I stepped back out into the main area,

were gone for a while. Everything okay?” I hesitated, wondering once

met some girls in there. Escorts. One of them… she had

sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. The fine lines on his face seemed to deepen, as if he was all too familiar

features. “Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking their wealth and power lets them

without consequences, Logan,” I countered, my voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised, his voice laced with a lethal calm. My heart raced. “Are you sure? Won’t that cause issues for

bosses in this city. If anything, giving

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