I'm Always the One They Drag Out to Humiliate

Vesper's POV

She stood behind me, holding my shawl. "Maybe skip it altogether. I'll go to the bank with you — we can beg for two days if we have to."

I fastened my earring, my fingertips going numb against the cold of my earlobe. "The company doesn't run on begging."

The words were barely out bef...

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