Chapter 16"Pass me that bottle." I hand Carla the booze in the car. She leans over me, shoving her chest in my face. "I can"t believe you bailed on Chris," one of the minions says. "Can"t you?" Carla coos, eyeing me. "I"m glad you came to your senses. I don"t know why you"ve been hanging around that trash lately." Every breath takes effort. "It"s easy. I live at her house." It was one thing to pretend Emily was nothing when I held her at a distance, when the person I said it to didn"t know her and never would. Now, I"m saying it to her worst enemy. I hate the lies. I hate that I"m here with Carla, but it was the only option. Every second the limo glides through the silent night, I remind myself why I"m doing this. It"s about you needing to have control. No way. It"s for her. If she thinks
