“So, the question is, can you dance? And by dance, I mean, can you move your body in a way that can seduce a man?” she asks, tilting her head to the side.
I think back to the times when I’d get drunk with the guys, and they would blast their music. I'd dance without a care in the world, feeling sexy and amazing. By the end of the songs, I was left with four hungry stares, so yeah, I guess I could dance.
“I think I can manage that,” I say, my voice unsure.
“Good,” she says, suddenly becoming perky. “I’m Evie by the way,” she says, holding out her hand, and unlike with Triver, I take it. I don't get bad vibes from her.
I will survive this, just like I've survived every hellish thing that's happened in my life before. Sadly, this is nothing new. I left behind a life sentence in one hell, just to walk into another. God, how stupid could I have been? It’s all their fucking fault! If Dean, Cassius, Axel, and Neo hadn't thrown me aside like trash, I would be working a summer job and getting a place of my own.My heart still burns, decaying a little more every time I remember their betrayal.
They told me to leave because their world was no place for me. Well, how the fuck is this any better?!
“I’m Harlow,” I say, releasing her hand.
“Nice to meet you, Harlow," she beams. "Stick with me, and I’ll be the angel in your hell,” she says with a wink.
I think this girl may end up being the only thing that will keep me going.