Bree’s POV
I put on my mask and slip out of Zack’s room.
My sin bucket is getting filled with forbidden secrets, deep, dark, filthy secrets… Just maybe I’ll add my wild fantasies to be crowned the full-fledged sinner.
Daily, every ounce of my morality sheds until the b***h beneath is reborn.
My pink dress is folded in a portable square and I carry it along as if smuggling contraband. Thankfully, almost all the guests are still outside, not sure what’s up. By my math, the event should be over about thirty minutes ago.
I push my door open, and I’m about to sneak into my room when a female worker enters the corridor. I'm not quick enough to dodge her.
“Ma’am!” She doubles her steps.
I throw the dress down and turn to face her, as innocent as can be. “Yeah, how may I help you?”
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