Chapter 76

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“Girl,” Florina said to me as we stood next to each other in front of the Goth store on our break. “You are one hot potato.”

We were looking at one of the new photos in the window, one that Elias had warned me about a week ago. It was the one with the open trench coat, my chest bare, and me wearing a skinny black tie and mini skirt, as well as red stilettos.

“I’m still not used to seeing myself like this.” In fact, word had spread somehow that I was the model in the window and I worked in the grocery store. These days, half of the people in the customer service line were gawkers.

Florina patted my hand. “You’ll be fine, sweetheart. Enjoy it while it lasts.”