One Night With The Wrong Brother

the corner of the sheet. It

dragged her in. She put it on with trembling hands, her fingers fumbling with

n't go ba

eavy fire door at the

a violent summer storm. Rain lashed against the pavement, t

ntly. Her dress clung to her legs, heavy and cold

She had no phone. No purse. Just herself a

he driveway, its tires crunching on the

her throat. Maybe... maybe he was coming

r window rolle

jacket now, looking every inch the corporate hei

oked

running into her eyes, blurring her

e. He didn't offer an umbrella. He just look

a small motion

dow rol

ter over her legs. Katherine stood there, watching th

feet, bleeding slight

, hard stone in her stomach. I will never le

Years

m clock

chest. Her heart was racing. For a second, she could still fee

he Hamptons es

s Angeles. We

stic blinds was dusty and yellow. The room was sti

. It was just a dre

here wasn't plush wool; it was thin, beige

ck was older. The baby fat was gone from her cheeks

aunting the edges of an industry that had once promised her everything. A star who

ghtstand. She picked it up

The director felt your 'essen

. Tragic. She hadn't felt any

room. It was a war zone of clot

, not looking up from her phone. "The one wh

her body. Kylie was everything Katherine wasn't-loud, vibrant, and relentlessly am

ass look famous?" K

herine muttered, opening the fridge. Empty.

ie chirped. "You need to get

er bottle halfway to he

eek." Kylie rolled her eyes. "My treat. I'm celebrating hittin

a callback tomorrow. It's just an understudy ro

ng. You are coming. You need to get out of this apart

her room. "Come on, Kat. Kylie says she's taking

stack of unpaid bills on the counter. She

nd. Maybe one night of expensive food and

erine sighed

know that saying "yes" was the mista