#Chapter50

I rolled my lip into my mouth; I didn't think this was real, but it clearly was. More and more pictures were coming up and I didn't need to jump to conclusions.

Was this karma, did I fucking deserve this.

"who is that?" I asked George. He sat down by my feet.

"she's a lawyer in France, I'm not sure what's going on, but Nate will only say that he is protecting you"

Is this what protecting me looks like?

"what does that mean?" Tammy asked. Nate has a funny way of protecting someone, but I had to be clever here.

"He keeps saying that it's because of Harry...