Twenty-Five

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Here I was, sitting in front of a vanity table, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I could not believe that I had accepted what Amelia had said but I had no other choice. This was what things had turned out to be for me. I had to go with the choice I have made.

I straightened my back when Amelia walked into the dressing room in red lace lingerie which was the same thing I wore underneath the silk robe I was wearing.

"Are you ready?" Amelia asked as she stood behind me. She placed her hands on my hair and ran her fingers through them like a makeshift comb.

"I'm not," I said truthfully and she sighed with a roll of her eyes.

"I'm losing patience with you, girl. Just forget about your precious morals and do this. Before you know it, you're done and ending the night with big stacks," Amelia said and I envisioned myself holding a lot of money to cover my debts.

"Are you sure?" I asked and she nodded.

"You don't have anything to worry about," she said and massaged my shoulders.

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