I sent it. I sent the address for Rose's rehabilitation center to Rick. And afterward, I felt like a big fucking coward. It wasn't anyone's business where Rose was, especially his. Would it even be enough to make the nude picture of me disappear from Janice's desk?

Soon my phone vibrated with another text from Rick. A picture of Janice's desk, emptied, along with the words Good girl. Talk soon.

It didn't make me feel any better about myself, and it sure as fuck made ...