BRITTANY'S POV
My mind was pretty much made up and I was already thinking of a way to get out of here.
I put on the so-called dress Zayne picked out, fuming all the while. I still couldn't believe my life had turned out like this…how many times have I said that?
It didn't matter, I would keep saying it until someone got me out of this awful situation.
But who could save me? First, I needed to get a phone. Penny didn't have a phone and the only way to get one at this point would be at the club.
If I could manage to steal a phone from one of the customers at the club…
What was I thinking? Did I really think I could pull it off? I have never stolen anything in my life.
I let out a sigh as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My heart twisted in my chest.
I didn't look like myself
