Paying the Debt

Summary

I was with my best friend at a hotel to bust her boyfriend for cheating.

We threw back the covers.

And I found myself staring into Nate’s face.

His first instinct was to pull the sheet over the woman beside him, hiding her from view. Only then did his eyes lift to meet ours, a single, venomous sentence spat from his lips.

"Get the hell out if you don't want to die."

My best friend, Zoe, froze in terror, yanking at my arm, trying to pull me out of the room. But my body was rigid, my feet rooted to the floor. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him.

Because I am Nate’s actual girlfriend.