Soon, there’s a knock at the door. “Off you go, my dear,” the woman says, giving me a little push in the right direction.
I nod my thanks to her – I didn’t even get her name - as a guard comes to take me downstairs.
When we reaching the landing a floor below, he quietly opens the double doors of a sitting room.
I am the last to arrive.
“Fay,” Janeen gasps, and my head snaps directly to her. She’s seated on a plush couch, her clothing torn and her face smeared with makeup.
I take a few steps towards her but Kent, standing by the fireplace, clears his throat. I hold myself back, knowing I have a part to play.
I look between Janeen and my dad, seated next to her.
“Fay,” my dad gasps, taking in my gorgeous dress, my polished countenance. “Are you…”
“I’m fine.” I say, setting my shoulders back.
“Please,” my father says, turning his attention to Kent. “Let them go – take me – I’ll take whatever punishment –“
“No,” Kent cuts in, not even looking at him, just staring at me. “You’re worthless to me.”
“David,” I say, internally cringing to use his real name. “I can’t forgive you for your betrayal.”
His mouth falls open.
Janeen, next to him, is baffled. “Fay, what are you talking about?”
I turn my attention to her. “Didn’t you hear? Dad’s been keeping me away from my real life. I’m the daughter of a mob boss, someone who can give me everything I deserve. While we’ve been scraping by, I could have had yachts, private planes, diamonds. Everything a girl wants.”
Everything in me shouts no! against this, but Kent’s gaze sits heavy on my shoulders. This, I know, is the only way. I can only hope my lies convince them.
Janeen’s mouth falls open in shock and disgust.
"Please, Fay,” my dad says, devastated. “We can call the police! Fay — don't give in."
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