INICIAR SESIÓNThe next hour passes by easily. Jen eventually succeeds in her mission as she drags Sav into the water. Chase follows behind them shortly after. Soon, there is splashing and arguments over who started what. I stay back for a bit with Will and Randy. Will leans in slightly, “You okay?” I nod, “Yeah
GregI wake up before my alarm, as I don’t want to disturb Jen’s sleep. For a few seconds, I don’t move. I just stare up at the hotel ceiling and listen. Vegas has a strange quiet in the mornings. Not silent exactly, but there is always the faint hum of air conditioning, the occasional distant eleva
By the time we get back to the room and the door clicks shut behind us, I have reached that weird travel point where I feel both completely awake and absolutely exhausted at the same time. Greg has already abandoned any attempt at looking presentable. Both of our shoes are off, and his magazine has
The crowd slowly starts moving after the fountain display ends. People drift away in groups, talking over each other and checking photos they’ve just taken. Nobody seems to be in a rush. That is one thing I have noticed about Vegas already. People walk everywhere, but somehow never look like they ha
If there is one thing I learned within the first hour of walking the Las Vegas Strip, it is that nobody walks normally. Everyone wanders. Everyone stops every three minutes to stare at something. And I fit right in. Greg, meanwhile, has already accepted his role as unofficial bag carrier and profess
Greg checks us in while I wander exactly three metres before he calls me back. “You are not getting lost already.” I smile sweetly, “No promises.” Once we are checked in, a bell boy takes our luggage and loads it onto a trolley cart for us and says he will bring it up to our room right away. Wit
I wake with a sharp ache running down my neck and shoulders. For a few disoriented seconds, I didn’t know where I was. My body feels twisted at an unnatural angle, one arm numb from where it has been trapped awkwardly against the hospital chair all night. Then the steady beep of monitors reaches my
Then Dale sighs heavily. “Greg… before anything else, I am so sorry.” I lean against the wall, closing my eyes. “You have nothing to apologize for.” “Yes, I do,” Dale says quietly. “Andrea is my daughter. What she did to Jennifer…” His voice cracks slightly. “There are no words for how ashamed I a
“JEN!” Greg. My head snaps up. He comes sprinting into the warehouse like a man possessed. His face is pale with terror, his eyes are bloodshot and frantic as he runs straight toward me. “Sweet cheeks—oh my God—” I break down instantly at the sight of him. “Greg…” He drops to his knees in front o
I shake my head rapidly. “You’re crazy.” “No,” Andrea replies softly. “I’m angry.” She steps closer. “And people love watching pretty little girls fall apart.” My breathing hitches. “You don’t have to do this,” I plead. “Please… Andrea…” Andrea laughs loudly. “Oh my God, listen to you begging.”







