er dorm room. She dabbed cheap concealer over the purple bruise o

A text from Sterling. Just an ad

. Her fingers shook. She typed a

bunk. Her face was pale with worry. "Are you

terrifyingly flat. "If I don't go, my schol

grabbed Arlene's arm. "But Sterling

at Clara's eyes. "I just need to apologize. I'll ke

s the only piece of clothing she owned that didn'

rame. "Arlene, doesn't the Boone fa

ame. "The Boones only want to watch

hook by the door. She shoved a smal

gue again. Arlene shot her a

ne said. She pulled the door open. The

e door in C

tside the VIP room o

wn. He let out a loud snort and

. The thick smell of marijuana and sp

room. Two girls in tiny skirts pressed again

girls away and smiled. It w

g yelled over the music.

s of her jacket. She walked forward. She for

hroat was dry, but she made sure every word was

hed. Kip Holloway and the rest of the

d forward. The smell of alcohol hit Arlene's

lene's chest. The cold liquid soaked through her worn ja

. Her nails cut into her palms

y by my rules." Sterling p

rfectly aligned. They were fill

e of pure despair washed over her,

is, she wouldn't wa

her own voice sa