Chapter 83

ANGELIC...

 

Bought.

 

Like a commodity.

 

Bought. It's simple.

 

I lean my forehead against the icy car window. My head hurts like never before. Now at least I can control the tears of anger.

 

Anger at LeBlanc and Elliot for treating me as one of their contracts. I can even imagine them negotiatin...

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