#Chapter204

“What happened to your parents. Was that all a lie? Was there ever a rich family and a house in the Hamptons?” I watch her warily, trying to piece this altogether. My head going back to before, and everything I thought I knew about her.

“No……. I’m a runaway from London, whose smack head mother used to pimp out to dirty drug dealers to keep her in heroin. I was hustling street corners from the age of twelve to keep her in supply. I ran away as soon as I saved enough and well… here I am.” She raises her brows with a sardonic smile that screams ‘broken little...