"Your Love Isn't Worth Twenty Dollars"

Blake's POV:

I stared at the bruise on Anna's face, the purplish mark standing out against her fair skin. Something twisted in my gut—guilt mixed with anger.

"Mr. Wright is so cheap," Anna said, her voice dripping with contempt. "How much did these tubes cost? Twenty dollars?"

I noticed the change i...

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