SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.

A FEW DAYS LATER.

It’s been three days since it felt like my world had cracked open, and for the first time in forever, I feel as though I can finally breathe again. I haven’t gone back to my….well, Reginald’s house ever since the night of the play. It felt wrong to even think about setting foot in there, let alone spending a night there.

My entire life was a lie, and I don’t even know how to deal with it.

Instead, I’d been ...