TWENTY-SEVEN
Try as she might, Flavia didn't sleep. Her starved stomach snarled at her for forgetting dinner, but she knew she couldn't keep anything down. Round and round her head ran the worry about what her family and friends would say when they found out. Chasing it was the memory of Jay shrugging the whole s*x video off as no big deal. It might not be a big deal for him to be caught on camera with his clothes off – God knew she'd found enough pictures of his body online to fantasise about for the next decade – but she'd never live this down. She could lose her job, her friends...everything. She'd never be able to show her face in York again. She'd have to move to....London or Toronto or somewhere on the opposite side of the world to home and everyone and everything she'd ever known,
