She Snatched My Misery Package
Ella had barely scraped past an abortion, and she was already walking into something darker.
Her dream palace? Just a hellhole packed with men who chewed women up and spit them out.
This time, though, I knew Finley's secrets.
Bribery. Tax evasion. Money laundering. Smuggling. Basic stuff for him.
When the time came, I'd drag them all to hell.
The thought left me zoning out in Russell's class.
"Hannah Hart, see me in my office after," he said, calling me out in front of everyone.
Yeah, he'd caught me spacing.