As soon as those words left Sarah's mouth, Laura knew there was no way this was going to end well and all the exhilaration Laura had felt all day after her first day at the fashion studio began to ebb away, replaced by a gnawing concern for her friend.
"Sarah?” Laura called out as she walked further into the apartment because Sarah ran away from Laura, finally she found her pacing back and forth, her face flushed with a mix of anger and something more—pain.
“Sarah?” Laura repeated, her voice laced with concern. “Can you please explain exactly what’s going on?” she asked.
Sarah froze mid-step and turned to face Laura, her eyes brimming with unshed tears and stared at Laura, her face a mask of disbelief and hurt.
“Sarah, what happened?” Laura asked, stepping closer and trying to make
