CHAPTER 24
ELSIE
After my missed meet-up with the American Superstar producer, I find myself wandering the streets of New York City aimlessly.
I just want to think. Just be alone. Find a place where I can just breathe.
It feels like there's a monster lurking underneath my skin.
I take out my phone and look down at it. I see the missed calls from Brett, from Kayla, and even from a number I don't recognize.
After a moment of looking down at my phone, I slip it into my pocket. I take in a deep breath, inhaling the thick New York air.
I hear myself scream internally. The agony I bring onto myself is immense.
I hate myself.
I hate the fact that I'm doing this to my best friend. To myself. To Brett.
And, at the same time, I just want to be with him. For better or for worse.
As I walk,
