{Hailey’s POV}
My feet didn’t stop moving until we were back near the stables. My chest was burning, not from the walk, but from the rage. From the heat of that moment. From his voice.
Prostitute.
That’s what he called me.
Kiara trailed close behind me, silent for the first time in a while. Maybe even she didn’t know what to say this time. I could still hear Kelvin’s voice in my head, mocking, smug.
What’s the prostitute doing here?
I turned suddenly, pressing my palm to the nearest tree like I needed it to hold me up.
“I didn’t even plan to sleep with him,” I said, jaw tight.
“I know.”
“It wasn’t like I was some full-time” I cut myself off, trying to breathe through the panic. “I needed the money, Kiara. I was planning to move out, get an apartment. The club was just supposed to
