Ariana stood in front of the Blackthorne Tower for the second time that day.
This time around, however, she had returned in shame.
She had left there with her head held high, thinking she would never have to see his face again, yet she stood, less than five hours later. About to lose her dignity for money.
“Don’t think too much. You’re doing this for mom.” She told herself as she took a deep breath and walked into the dreaded building.
She walked straight to the elevator, thinking she still had the pass from early in the morning. But, she soon realized that things worked differently at the Blackthorn Tower.
She was a few steps away from the elevator when two men dressed in black and had dark shades suddenly walked up to her and blocked her path.
“Sorry, Ma’am. You can’t go up unles
