As Dolores’ words echoed in my mind, a sinking feeling settled in my stomach. “I’ll keep your secret for free, but you have to do me a favor.” I was reluctant, but I knew I didn’t want to give Aiden any more trouble. My inner turmoil was a chaotic mix of dread and determination. How did I get myself into this mess? I felt like I had screwed up royally, and now I had to find a way to fix it, even if it meant dealing with Dolores and her ridiculous schemes.
“Fine,” I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt. “What do you want?”
Dolores smirked, clearly enjoying this moment of power. “I have a friend who's been trying to do business with Aiden. If you can get him to agree, she’ll remember the favor.”