Natalia
As soon as I enter, people start staring. I'm not a person; rather, I'm a piece of meat that men can use to fetish over and boast about. Why did I feel so violated when this was not my first time in the club?
I am so dreadfully worn out from living. I am powerless to resist.
"Natalia, hey! Looking fantastic tonight," exclaimed Rocco. Before heading backstage, I give him a friendly grin and a thumbs up.
I sigh and slump down at the makeup desk.
"Let's get this done quickly, your eyes are all puffy." Tracy comes next to me. She handles the makeup and hair for us
"I'm sorry, I didn't get enough sleep, "I said.
"Because of your man?"
I detest having this discussion. I liked Tracy. She has treated me well; at least she didn't b***h about me to others.
"Natalia, if you don't
