[Nadia’s POV]
I left the room and went outside to cool down.
The feeling was familiar. It was grief, similar to what I felt when my parents died and when I heard my Aunt was dying.
Derek was my first client? He might never realize how that falsified every feeling I experienced for the first time. I still remember how I had excitedly called him after someone named Davis Miller DM’ed me on social media.
Did he smile because he knew this would give me a confidence boost? Did he feel triumphant of successfully fooling me? Did he ever feel remorse towards all this? Was he ever going to say anything to me?
I rubbed my face with my hands, trying to wipe away the tears. I wondered if he was my only client. What if the others were just his people, too?
The thought made me want to scream. W
