Chapter 4 Georgia
Freema,
That offer still good?
-G
The woman’s smile hit her as hard as a punch to the gut. She was stunning, Georgia thought, like a slimmer, more glamorous version of herself.
Somehow, while Georgia tried to process the situation, more people joined them. The shuttle pilot unloaded the last of her bags and shoved a tablet toward her for her signature. She took the pen but didn’t sign. Not yet.
“Georgia! At last!” Tranquility’s smile didn’t budge but now, all too late, she realized it did not reach his eyes.
Feeling disconnected from her body, the confusion of several people talking all at once washed over her but did not penetrate the fog in her mind.
Abandoned again. Like always.
Vicious doubt clawed at her, whispering all her worst fears. Replaced, again.
“Wh
