Minutes later, I was in my car heading full speed down the dark roads, putting the house and my thoughts of Bane behind me.
I was utterly mortified. How could my own mother betray me? It was unfathomable. Sold to the highest bidder… Bane! What Sara had done was no different than s*x trafficking.
Bane!Nothing made sense with Bane. I mean, why all the trouble, acting like a gentleman? He"d paid for services already. That night he stayed over, he could’ve had his way, but he didn’t.
Sara was right. I wasn’t pretty enough or good enough for him. I hated how much I cared about this guy! I wished I didn’t care, but I did, and I didn’t know how to stop.
I wondered how much my worth was? Suddenly the picture of that expensive car Sara rolled up in and all those groceries popped into my head. I
