• Chapter 7

  • I finally stopped at the riverside. Would dying end all this? Would that fake crime no longer hang over my head?

  • As I put one foot in the river, Hayes found me. He pulled me into his arms, calming me down over

  • and over.

  • When darkness fell, I finally came to my senses. My voice was hoarse when I spoke.

  • “Hayes, could you lend me some money? Just a little. I want to leave New York. I’ll work hard to pay you back, I promise.”

  • The day I left, I took the Visa Hayes gave me and forced a smile as I said goodbye.

  • He was a good man. He begged several times to come with me, but I refused. Someone like me couldn’t ruin his whole life.

  • Only after I boarded the plane and made sure no one from the Blackwood or Lancaster families was around did I finally relax a little. I held the new phone Hayes had bought me and managed a small

  • smile.

  • It was dark when I reached Miami. I took a taxi to the hotel. In the way people were all staring at me

  • strangely.

  • happening. I just tensed up,

  • the hotel entrance.

  • they refused to

  • me, mocking

  • with pure disgust. She even fanned her nose and gagged.

  • disgusting! If you

  • she started, everyone around began pointing and

  • comparing videos on their

  • hooker? Twenty men in one night! Wonder if she’s all busted up down there.

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  • filming it

  • still good to go. Can’t believe she’s walking around in

  • giving it away for free, so why

  • Twitter are blowing up with her

  • place. Someone shoved me hard with a broom before I snapped back

  • fought back tears as I pulled out my phone. My fingers

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