The Prescotts Thought My Uniform Was Decorative

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She closed her eyes.

“The guest house.”

Those three words told me this hadn’t been one terrible night.

It had been going on for much longer.

The door opened before she could say anything else.

Todd Prescott walked in first.

Perfect haircut.

Tailored suit.

Expensive watch.

Behind him came his mother, Gayle, and his older brother, Russell.

They looked less concerned continue reading …