NINA’S POV

“Nina, please just do this for me," Lydia said once again after asking me fifteen times to be her spy. She wanted me to spy on Mr. Taylor and tell her who he was bringing in the house or, better yet, take a f*cking photo of the girl.

The girl that was actually me.

“Dude, I'm not going to spy on your father for you. Do you know how crazy that sounds? Like, who cares if he is sleeping with someone? He is a grown-ass man," I replied, watching irritation cross her.

She knew very ...