Love's Tangled Web by Donna Taylor

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Ellie emerged from the third–floor bathroom and spotted Alex leaning against the hallway wall. His tall, lean figure was highlighted by the corridor lights, his dirty–blonde hair catching the light in a way that made him stand out like a pop star.

She scanned her surroundings and realized she had no choice but to walk past him. With a resigned sigh, she lifted her dress and hurried forward, keeping her gaze fixed on the floor.

As she approached, Alex’s long leg suddenly stretched out, blocking her path. She looked up and met his cryptic gaze

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and his expression was far from friendly. “First time getting lost in this joint Take me to Room 7203,” he said, his voice tinged with a hint of contempt.

Ellie paused for a moment, taking in the strong scent of alcohol and faint tobacco wafting from him. He’d clearly had a few drinks. But she wasn’t about to play along. “I’m not a waitress here,” she said, lifting her dress and walking away.

Just a singer. Do you think that’s better than a waitress? Alex’s harsh voice followed her.

Ellie clenched the hem of her dress, her steps quickening. She didn’t want to argue with him; she knew she’d never win. In his eyes, anyone who was poor, whether a singer or a server, wasn’t worth much.

She focused on her work, determined not to let his words affect her. During her break, Whitney had told her that someone had given her a generous tip, saying they loved her singing. That encouragement gave her the motivation to keep going.

midnight, the bar’s music switched from a soothing rhythm

the dressing room, a young man with a flashy look rushed up, holding a bouquet of flowers. “Hey, Ellie, I’m a

but we’re not allowed to

back, but

out a scream. She’d never been in such a situation and was momentarily frozen,

face drained of color as she dropped the

causing her to

incidents were common in bars, but not in this

in, her gaze calm yet firm. “Trevor, you know the rules here,” she said.

like her. Just name

faintly with a soft but firm tone, “Trevor, I think you should

glancing at two nearby patrons. “If

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who had been observing, stepped in. “Trevor, you’ve had too much to drink. Let me