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Fortunately for me, he’d never treated me badly I knoas all a ruse That he was patient with me only because he had a lot in store for ht I was his soft spot

"Anything for you," he said with an unsettling wink

He pushed back a few strands of esture I hated when he touched me in any way I felt sliet fish and chips, using thescrewed by multiple men Weekends were always the busiest, and she’d recuperate Monday to Wednesday before opening up for business again

When he was long gone, I was able to step inside and tiptoe past the bedrooarette with a tre hand It was always hard to witness her like this I knew she hated it She was so beautiful, too I always thought she was the any hair, green sad eyes, large full lips and a body that was naturally sli the shine wherever she went It was no wonder all the women here wanted to cut her eyes out Didn’t help theira bit of the action There was a reason I was loathed by everybody I was the offspring of a dysfunctional faetting laid enough at home Pretty much the niece to a home wrecker, and suddenly Graeme’s attack wasn’t all that random

"Leah, is that you?" she called out, her voice shaky and high

I froze and stared longingly at h, I turned back around and slowly entered hers She didn’t lazed eyes did I stood in front of her, and her gaze moved up and down h already

"Why are you dressed like that?" sheback at her "How do you mean?"

"You look like a whore You look… like me"

I blinked at her, and suddenly I felt aard as hell standing here My eyes ski in the dishevelled sheets and stained carpet It stunk badly in here Of alcohol, s my attention "Why are you dressed like that?"

"I’ different"

"I don’t like it"

"I’ll change"

She coughed lightly "Russell won’t let you"

Well, what did she want me to do? I almost rolled my eyes at her It wasn’t like I had a choice in the iven She knew that

She let out a shaky breath "Don’t be like me, Leah Y’promise?"

I nodded slowly "Yeah"

"Don’t… be like me"