Baila"What?" I spluttered. My eyes were wide like saucers as I stared at the redhead.Aaron glared at me. Now, he chose to pay attention."You want to say that I'm your whore?" I frowned, confused. I did not understand what Sara was trying to do. Either way, I would still end up with the brand of a whore."No. A dancer. I had many dancer friends before I became.....well....this. All of them have travelled far away from the city. I could say that you're having money troubles and came to me for help. You can stay here for as long as you want with that excuse," Sara explained."Like hell, she can!" Aaron swore, approaching Sara. "You can not possibly think of vouching for her. If anyone ever finds out the truth, you'll be punished or worse,""You chose Aaron, why can't I?" Sara shrugged, straightening up and squaring her shoulders to face him.I had never seen Sara behave this way before but I hadn't known her long enough to come to that conclusion.Aaron grabbed her by the elbow, glarin
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