Chapter 11

“No, we have a deal remember? I’m telling you this will all be fine.” She smiled, but it looked like she was going to break down and cry.

She and I both.

“I’m in serious debt too. Expect no one’s paying for it and I’m running out of time.”

“Brad… you’ll be his wife I’m sure he’ll pay it.”

I frowned. I’m not going to beg him. Would I rather marry Rocco and be subjected to his fantasies or become a prostitute? Brad wasn’t going to make it easy for me. Especially after I ran out on him.

“I doubt that.” I pouted.

“Okay, how much debt are you in?” 

I bit my lip. I’m sure she spent more on shoes which gave me to confidence to tell her.

“Eight hundred and fifty thousand dollars.” 

Her eyes went wide she even stumbled back. “Gianna Amelia Glass! What in the world?!”

“Haven’t you spent more on shoes?” 

“Why would I do that?!” 

I’m dead. 

She paced the length of my room, taking in deep breat