Chapter 84

SARAH

I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my reflection in the mirror, trying to steady the anxious flutter in my chest. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, but one thing was clear—this was something I had to do. My father’s well-being was on the line, and I couldn’t afford to back down now. I had to ask Marco for the money, even though the mere thought of it made my stomach churn.

“You can do this,” I whispered to myself, my voice trembling slightly. “It’s for Dad. You have to be strong.”

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stand. My legs felt like lead as I walked over to the closet, grabbing a light jacket to throw over my shoulders. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror again—my face pale, eyes wide with nerves. I looked like I was about to face a firing squad.

“Don’t be scared,” I murmured, trying to convince myself. “Marco’s not a monster. He’s… he’s just Marco. You’ve handled him before. You can do it again.”

I wasn’t sure if I believed my own words, but I didn’t hav