GOOD GIRL TURNS BAD

LUCIA

I had always been home-schooled, and I hated it. Every single day felt like a repeat of the last, four walls, textbooks, and lectures from the same tired voices. I couldn’t wait to go to college, to meet people, to experience life outside the bubble my father had wrapped me in. I’d already applied, but the admissions letters hadn’t come yet. Oh, how I wished one would arrive soon… so I could finally escape this boring, suffocating life.

My father was ...