I sent it. I sent the address for Rose's rehabilitation center to Rick. And afterward, I felt like a big f*****g coward. It wasn't anyone's business where Rose was, especially his. Would it even be enough to make the nude picture of me disappear from Janice's desk?
Soon my phone vibrated with another text from Rick. A picture of Janice's desk, emptied, along with the words Good girl. Talk soon.
It didn't make me feel any better about myself, and it sure as f**k made me hate Rick even more. Good girl. That made me want to throat punch him, and I didn't have a violent bone in my body. Maybe the address was enough for now, but there were plenty of senators with family problems. I had a feeling he would be back for more fuel to add to the fire.
To drown my self-loathing, I made sure we play
