Their faces set in hard lines, they stood defiant, poised to fight back.

Remy’s hand, curled into a tight fist, eventually fell to his side.

He spat on the ground, his sneer filled with contempt.

“Once a bitch, always a bitch. You think you’re someone important? I won’t stoop to your level. Just get lost!”

Maggie’s hand balled into a fist as she cast a warning look at them.

“If you’re steeped in sin, beware of retribution at midnight. I’d advise you to start behaving.”

Grabbing Bart, she hastened away from the club.

setting sun bathed them in its warmth, it did nothing to

vacantly into the distance, tears trailing down her face

brimmed with

Angela’s Library

set me up.

as if to drive away, but Maggie caught his arm, dabbing at her

you even come

bowed, Bart

folks recently. They knew you were Sanford’s girlfriend and wanted in. They indulged me with food and drinks, and in my carelessness and vanity, I saw them as

we hit up this club tonight, and boasted it was top- notch. I didn’t suspect a thing

trailed off

blacked out. When I came to, that woman

sank, a mix of sorrow and fury stirred by

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