ALANA
Turns out, Knight really, really liked Hanie. I thought, after that day, that he might have developed teensy tiny feelings for me. Clearly, I was delusional. So, here we were again. Drowning in sadness and jealousy and anger. It had been over a week since that incident; six days since he'd told me he wanted to marry her.
I minded my own business now that Rees and his Dad were happy with the job I'd been assigned to. I kept my nose only in the kitchens, avoided Knight at all costs and barely went anywhere out of my apartment other than the hotel.
Whoever said living in the city was a dream was—sorry to say—wrong as heck.
I would've run six days ago, except, hello, hello, I had lots of money to earn in order to live. So, I guess you could say these days were pretty damn bad. And that's something, considering the kind of bull I'd been through in my childhood.
