Gabrielle.

  "How did things go with Sandler?" My mom asks and I give a tight smile in response, hoping she would just get the message that I didn't want to talk about it but as should be expected, she wanted details.

"You need to learn to trust me Gabrielle." She hisses and I frown.

"Come on mom, if I don't trust you, who am I gonna trust? Besides I'm sure you can already guess what went down between that old bastard and I. I asked him to screw Ella over, he agreed but of course, sex is his payment." I give a quick explanation and she sighs.

"I really don't...