Chapter 82

Kaleena

I've been called art girl. Babysitter. Gold digger. Paid.

Nobody has ever tried to beat me with a color before.

I almost respect it.

At 11:00 a.m. on Sunday, I step out of Raiden's truck in front of the Williams house wearing a plain white linen sundress. I bought it at a thrift store on Fri...

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