Laura Xavier
After I had just discovered that Noah had recorded our intimate moments without my permission and was threatening to publicize them if I told Aaron that he was the one responsible for the ambassador's death, I felt totally helpless and ran to my cabin.
I knew Noah long enough to know that he wasn't kidding. He would know if I told Aaron and my sex tape would be available for everyone to see.
How would my sick grandma and my friends feel when they see the video of me? Immediately I got to my cabin. I slumped into my bed and buried my face in my pillow and just let my tears flow.
How could I have known that the charming and good-looking man I met two months ago in one of the ship's lounges would turn out to be a murderer and a piece of shit?
How could I let him drag me through the mud like this?
