Chapter 65 My Fiancee Wants A Strip Show

• Tatiana’s POV
• I stood there for a while, not sure what to do with myself. My legs felt like they didn’t belong to me anymore. The music pulsed through the hall, all glitter and laughter and perfect people who didn’t know what it meant to crawl.
• I tried to breathe, but every inhale was shallow, like the air didn’t want me. Women walked past in dresses that probably cost more than a year of my rent, their perfume lingering in the air like smoke. Once upon a time, I’d been like them. I’d been the girl with the perfect smile, the one people watched when she walked into a room. Cheer captain, Yale recruit and overall queen of her high school.