~Tracy
I stood in the middle of my guest room, which was literally larger than my entire apartment back home. The air smelled like expensive candles and old money, and I could still hear the shrieks of laughter echoing up from the foyer. I felt like a ghost, completely invisible.
I didn't come here to be their friend. I’m not stupid. I know Jessie only brought me along because I’m her pet for the week. To her, I’m a charity case, but I didn’t endure a twelve-hour flight on a private jet just to look at the scenery.
I’m from a town so small and poor it doesn't even have a zip code, and this wedding is my one-way ticket out of that life.
If I can just get into the inner circle, my life changes forever. I paced the plush carpet, my heart hammering against my ribs. I needed a plan. Conne
