72

How could one drunken night, one mistake, one moment of weakness turn my life into this hell hole, how it could ruin your whole life. I wasn't sure what to do, I was too weak to fight, too drained to defend myself.

I have been living a lie and I knew it was going to catch up with me, I knew it was going to be the death of me. Why did I sign that stupid contract in the first place, why did I fall in love with Cole, I shouldn't have let him drag me to this stupid vacation. This was where all this started, but even without being told I knew the worst was yet to come, and by the worst I mean; Nate, the bastard who was blackmailing me. But I am done letting men ride me and take advantage of me.

I could literally hear the voice of my mother crying one of those nights I had come home to meet her high on cheap coke, with a bottle of whiskey in her hands and her massacre falling from her eyes.

I abhorred those moments because I was left to pick up her piece and could call her out of her bullsh