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SUMMER'S POV I arrived at the club very late. I knew I was going to be scolded by Mr Noel, the club manager, but I cared less. Life was already hard enough for me. I clutched my bag, so tightly like my depended on it. Because my life really depended on it. I walked in, slowly. The club reeked alcohol and cigarettes. Only the well-known are allowed in this club. Everything seen and heard, never leaves the place. I only liked the pay, not the job. But I can't be picky. I'm in a tight spot, already. And there came that voice, that I hated the most- Mr Noel. "Dark Bird! How dare you come late? Do you think money and customer grows at the back?" I slowly turned to him, my eyes were tired already. "I do have an explanation." "Keep your damn explanation to yourself. I will let it go, because the customer likes you. But the next time, you come late, you are fired. Get that into your head!" He lashed out. "Now get your ass, into the dressing room. Look sexy and put on a smile." He c

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SUMMER'S POV I slowly woke up, also trying to fight the throbbing headache I was feeling. "Where the hell am I?" I thought. The place smelt like woods mixed with cigarettes, and another thing that smelt like lavender. "What a weird combination." I thought. I woke up fully, and observed where I was. It was still in the club. I did not know such place even existed. "You are finally awake." I heard a voice and I raised my head to see who it was. It was the special guest, still with his mask. A lady was giggling at a corner. "She is confused." She said. She was also masked. "One moment, I was serving a "special guest" and the next moment, I'm in the lion's den. What a sweet plot twist." I chuckled. "Oh! Girl. You were really sweet, I wouldn't lie about that. But work has to be done." He smiled and carrased my face. I held the urge to spit into his face. I felt really dirty. "Was it because of what I stole?" I asked him. "Maybe. Or... not." He said and opened the door.

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SUMMER'S POV I gradually woke up, but yet again in a strange but comforting apartment. I stood up slowly, trying not to a make a sound-my head still throbbing seriously. The air felt so fresh, as I sighed in relief.I began to feed to my eyes. The house was magnificent: high ceilings, soft recessed lighting, a massive king-sized bed that probably cost more than everything I owned. Heavy curtains blocked out the night. A sleek guitar leaned against the wall like it belonged in a magazine spread, books, clean surfaces. Money screamed from every corner.I noticed, I wasn't in my own clothes. Panic rushed through me. "Who changed my clothes?" I thought.I saw down again, I tried to calm myself down. The event of yesterday burned through me, in ways I couldn't explain. How I was almost raped. How my secret was almost leaked. And how my knight in the shining armour saved me, from some psychopaths.Speaking of knight in the shining armour, I observed the room, but carefully this time.Then

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SUMMER'S POV The rest of the week went by so fast. I had to give George a detailed explanation of how I ended up in a stranger's bed. He would not stop budging me until I had explained myself. We promised to keep it a secret from Clyde. He would go overboard about it.George has been my best friend since, my parents died. He understands me well. He know everything about me, both the good and the bad. He is the best friend I could every ask for."Summer, are you ready?" George called out to me."Yeah, all set!" I replied with bags in my hands. "Thank you for having us again." I deeply appreciated him.He rolled his eyes. "What are friends for?" "Clyde!!" I yelled. "Get your ass down here- it is time to go home."5 more minutes, please." He yelled back. I'm sure he is playing some video games. His favorite video game is Call Of Duty. I marched upstairs."How many times, have I warned about the hours you spent on games?" I pulled his ears and dragged him outside."Ouch, that hurts." He

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SUMMER'S POV This must be a dream, and I need to wake up from it now."George, can you tap me?" I asked, still fixing my eyes on the pasted list."You've found you name?" He asked instead and check it out again. "Congratulations, girl! You are singing. That like everyone music student's dreams." He squealed."I'm fucking paired with Kingsley Roberts." I screamed. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at me."Sorry!" George apologized and dragged me into the class."Is being paired with someone a bad thing for you?" He asked me, as we both sat down. "It is meant to ease your workload. You know most of the Orientation showcase are solo. You should be happy." He scolded me."I would be happy if it was someone else. But it is the guy from the club." I whispered."What?!" He screamed. "You mean the one who saved you from those psychos in the club?" He whispered."He sure did save me and now wants to ruin me." I slowly said."This is bad. Really bad!" George sighed. I was so de

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SUMMER'S POV I was still frozen inside Kingsley's arms, my heart doing something embarrassingly complicated, when I heard it. "Aye, Dark Bird!" My blood turned to ice. I pulled back from Kingsley so fast he actually stumbled. I spun around, every muscle in my body coiled tight, braced for the worst. It was just a group of guys. Four of them, loud and shoulder-bumping each other as they moved through the corridor like they owned it. One of them was mid-conversation with his friends, not even looking my way. "Nah, bro, I'm telling you, Dark Bird was fire last night. You missed out." He laughed, loud and careless. "She has this sexy body. Guy, if you see how she twirl ok the poll, you will almost die. She is so enchanting." They passed. Just like that. Gone around the corner, their voices fading into the general noise of the hallway. I stood completely still. My exhale came out shaky and too long. "You okay?" Kingsley asked quietly from behind me. "Fine." The word came out clip

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SUMMER'S POV I barely slept. The photograph of Clyde sat behind my eyes every time I closed them. Him laughing, completely unaware. The casual cruelty of it — that someone had been close enough to my brother to frame that shot, and he never even felt the shadow. I was out of bed before my alarm. I made Clyde's breakfast, watched him eat it, and smiled at everything he said about his first day. He talked about his new classmates, about a project brief he'd already gotten, about how the department head had this massive oil painting behind his desk that Clyde was convinced he could do better. "You probably could," I told him honestly. He beamed. I waited until George's car honked outside and Clyde grabbed his bag and thundered down the stairs before I let myself stop smiling. The message from the landlord came at half past nine, right in the middle of my second lecture. My phone buzzed against the desk and I glanced down out of habit, expecting George complaining about how borin

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SUMMER'S POV Dark Bird!! Are you seeing this group chat right now?? Girl, people are dragging you BADLY. Saying you seduced the big shot and that's why Noel gave him to you. Some of them are saying you've been doing that for months — stealing clients and getting special treatment. It's getting messy. You need to see this." A screenshot followed. I slowly opened it. It was the club's internal staff group chat — the one Mr. Noel ran for scheduling and announcements that had quietly become a gossip channel after hours. Message after message, name after name. Girls I had worked alongside for over a year, some of whom I had covered shifts for, all of them talking about me like I was a stain they'd been tolerating. "Dark Bird thinks she's special. "Always disappearing early. Where does she goes to?" "Noel gives her the big ones because she does extras. You know what I mean." "Someone should just tell him what she actually does in those rooms." That last one sat in my stomach like

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SUMMER'S POV Saint Peter's Hospital smelled the way all hospitals smelled - antiseptics. I pushed through the entrance doors before Kingsley had fully stopped the car. I heard him call my name, heard the door slam behind him, but my legs were already moving and my brain had narrowed to a single corridor, a single name - Clyde "Excuse me — my brother was brought in, his name is Clyde Walker" The woman at the front desk was already opening her mouth when I felt a hand close around my arm. "Summer." It was George. He looked exhausted, his shirt damp at the collar, eyes tight with a worry he was trying to hold steady for my sake. Something about the sight of him made my chest crack open just slightly. "Where is he?" I grabbed his shirt. "George, where is he?" "He's okay—" "Where—" "He is okay, Summer, I promise you." He covered both my hands with his. "Come on. I'll take you to him." He led us down a corridor, then another. Kingsley followed a few steps behind. He was quiet. I wa

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SUMMER'S POV I sat very still in the back seat. George was talking to Clyde about something in the front. Neither of them had noticed.My phone buzzed again. A text from Mr. Noel this time."Come to the club tonight. We need to talk."I stared at the window at the city sliding past in the dark."You've gone quiet," George said from the front, glancing at me in the mirror."Just tired," I said.He looked at me for long. But he said nothing.I turned back to the window and began counting the minutes until eleven. The drive to George was quiet. When we finally arrived, I helped Clyde to settle in, made dinner, and we watched the series "Everybody hates Chris!" My mind was so far away, while we were into the movie, that I did not hear George call my name."Summer! Down to earth, girl!" He shaked me. "What are you think about, that made you zone out, completely." He asked me, staring deeply into my soul."It is nothing." I said quickly and avoided his eyes. I checked the time on my phone.

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