“What do you mean?” “Of course, his daddy cleaned up the problem. Tried to make it disappear. But that doesn’t change the fact that Sara nearly killed herself.” I dig my teeth into my lower lip, wiping my sweaty palms on my jacket. “You’re lying.” “And when he realizes you’re just another slut, he’ll dump your ass like he did her. You think he’s going to save you? Babe, the second you get in the way, you’re gone. And I’ll be waiting.” “Fuck off,” I say, unable to keep the tremble out of my voice. I shove at him.
