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“Here, look” She turns her phone toward me

There’s a headline on the screen, dated today from some weird pseudo-news site

My cheeks are still hot but ers are cold as I read

Jackson William Carter, in the hot seat as several employees come forith accusations of sexual harassment and coercion

I’m up so fast my chair knocks over and clatters to the tile floor The few other people around us turn to stare at ”

Her brows lift and she laughs “I'? Honey, I didn’t make this up”

I feel like I’m on the Tilt-A-Whirl at the carnival my mom took me to for my birthday when I turned eleven

This is why he keeps us a secret

This is why his li and we drive back to his apartment I haven’t met anyone in his life besides Alice who he probably pays to keep quiet

Is that why he doesn’t want anyone to know he owns this company? Why his office is tucked aith its own private elevator?

He hides behind an office and a bogus CEO, creating a whole elaborate scheet off on his sexual needs? His Daddy fetish The play like I’irl…

I cupto be sick”

“Iht now”

My head spins wildly as I reenerous and compassionate

“Not my Jack”

“My Jack?” Sasha drawls She crosses her arards withfor a good reason and you were naïve enough to fall for it Think about it”

“No!” I laugh, and I think iton here “I don’t believe any of it He wouldn’t force anyone…”

“Did he force you?”

“He loves me” That’s not an answer, and I know it’s not

“He loves you? Or, youinterns”

I think about the pros so I’d stay inside his little gaer? When he’s tired of me I’ll be discarded?

Silly girl with Daddy issues froinia

I step back, bu to Sasha’s vindictive laugh I turn around fighting the tears as the sore spots do remind me of all the places Jack’s been

He took everything froet back…

I step out into the cool drizzle and inhale deeply, stifling the tears fro down my cheeks as the hips my hair into my face