Chapter 49. The Decision

Calla had no idea how she got home. She was so disoriented and out of it. Her hands, which held the business card Salvatore had given her before she left, trembled, and her heart raced.

“Fuck. What do I do now?” She cussed, gripping her hair painfully. She checked her phone and saw three texts from Luxe.

She inhaled deeply and dialed Luxe’s number. It rang once before her friend’s voice burst through the speaker, loud and worried.

“Babeee! I’ve been tryna reach ya, girl!” Luxe half-yelled, half-whispered like she didn’t care if anyone heard her. “How did it go? What they say?”

Before meeting Salvatore, Calla had already told her everything. Luxe had warned her to behave, keep her head down, don’t argue, and most importantly, don’t piss them off. She knew how Calla could be sharp-tongued, and those people would hurt her if she didn’t behave.

Calla leaned against the cold counter in her kitchen, her hand shaking as she held the phone. “It’s bad, Luxe,” sh