Page 77 of Dirty Princess


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Then they’ll move my stuff out of the dorm.

It’ll go back to the way it was before I showed up.

And that’s how the rest of DSC will function.

There’s no way in hell Cullen will do a thing.

Even if he does like me. Even if he does want to do something.

I have a feeling his family would step in.

I don’t know a thing about his family other than he’s an Heir and his brother is a Savage.

But I’m not worth any kind of fight.

Speaking of which…

Fay will find out and be devastated for a minute or so.

But in her heart she knows maybe it’s for the better.

What was my life going to matter anyway, right?

She’ll pick up extra shifts at the strip club just to keep herself busy.

She’ll drink a lot. She’ll smoke a lot.

She’ll sleep with a lot of random guys, wanting to chase away the pain.

Then one day I’ll become a very distant memory until it’s all over and I completely disappear for good.

“Did you hear me?” Maz elbows me.

“No. What?”

“She’s dazed,” Birdie says. “I told you taking those shots before we came here was a bad idea. I’m already buzzed.”

“You two are weak,” Maz says.

I’m looking at the shore of the lake.

There’s a handful of fires going.

Everyone is split up into their own cliques.

A handful of people standing near the water but not so close that it touches them.

Which makes me look to the water.

I wonder if there are bodies in there.

After all, this is all mafia stuff, right?

Every single person here is somehow tied to the mafia.

Different families, histories, stories.

Wars.

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