Lilith.

I thought getting a job at the nightclub would erase my sadness. I was wrong.

Fuck!

I should have listened to Daphne, but I chose my will, and now I couldn't back out.

Worst of all, I looked like a doll on display.

“Those men won't hesitate to eat you up, new girl!”

The words that the other waitress told me echoed in my ear.

Fear clouded me, and I knew tonight was going to be ugly.

I wish I could do away with this silly costume and run to the warmth of my apartment, but it was too late.

The customers were anticipating the ‘new girl’, Elizabeth's replacement....