[Amelia]
All the blood drains from my face as the rest of the cards are dealt. Vanessa is smirking over her hand, far too amused by my predicament, which already confirms something I had suspected–She set me up. She planned this little get together to embarrass me in front of her rich friends and make me feel insignificant.
I don’t need her little reminder of how outclassed I am–I’m well aware. This world of high-rolling mafiosos is so outside of anything I had experienced before coming here.
But I do have two advantages that Vanessa and her spoiled friends would never expect–I know how it feels to truly have nothing to lose. I bet not a single person here has had to fight back with the determination of someone who is used to scraping and clawing for the barest scraps for survival. I
