I Married My Best Friend’s Grandfather For Money

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I should have said no.

I should have thought about Violet. About what it would look like. About what it would be.

But all I could hear was the sound of my landlord’s voicemail reminding me rent was eleven days late. The hum of a refrigerator with nothing in it. The silence of a phone that never rang unless it was a bill collector.

I said yes.

When I told continue reading …