Chapter 143 See You On Sunday

Lana’s Point of View

My heart pounded furiously as I spoke to them. I had made myself one promise—I would never allow myself to be used by them again.

Not now.

Not ever.

I needed this job to survive, so this time, I wasn’t going to be the one running away.

Lana died five years ago.

She was stabbed t...

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