Emily's POV
I could hear my brain chorusing, “Ground open and swallow me up.” as I stared at the screen.
On the screen were pictures and videos of me, dancing at the strip club party, wearing barely anything.
My heart dropped so fast I thought I might actually throw up. Was this real?
I looked at the name of the poster ‘Braden .W. Junior’ Brad really did do this.
He actually posted them on the internet. Gosh, it felt like I couldn’t breathe.
“You see?” Mom hissed, shoving the phone in my face. “You’re all over the internet. Disgusting.”
“You’re a disgrace. A disgrace to me, to our family and to everyone around you.” She spat.
“Mom,” I whispered, my throat aching. “You know the reason I—”
“Gosh,” she cut me off harshly. “I can’t believe I even
