Arielle “I need to get dressed," I said, tapping my fingers lightly against the counter. Before Tessa could respond, I was already on my feet. Everything felt rushed, urgent. Like time itself was chasing me. I hurried into the room, grabbed a towel and stepped into the shower without thinking twice. Thirty minutes. That was all Darius gave me. And we ladies don’t even finish our hot bath in thirty minutes. Thirty minutes to show up and prove I was worth everything. To be finally free of my debt. I stepped out quickly, barely drying my body before throwing on the third dress I bought the day before. Tessa stood behind me, brushing through my hair gently. She didn’t say much, but I could feel her hesitation every moment. She didn’t want me to go. Not after everything. She didn’t like him at all. “He’s playing games again,” she muttered under her breath. Maybe she was right. But what choice did I have? I mean– What was worse than being humiliated in publi
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