Chapter 7
MAGGIE
I was numb. I couldn’t even remember how I got home. The only thing going through my head was, not good enough, not good enough, not good enough.
Inside my apartment, I sank to the floor, sobbing. I’d left Hillstone behind, and Hank and my parents—my whole life—only to be not good enough. Not good enough for anything but working at a diner. I buried my face in my hands and cried snotty tears into them. I’d come to Vegas with no back-up plan. No other goal than getting into EDT. Right now, that goal seemed impossible.
Something touched my hair and I reared back, my head hitting the door. Bronwyn stood over me.
“What’s wrong?” For once, her voice sounded kind. Not that she’d ever been mean. More brutally honest than anything.
I scrubbed my eyes, wincing at the black st
