In the mist of Lake City, where humid air clung to secrets like sweat to skin, Star Johnson ran the streets with a dangerous allure. A tall, curvy vixen in her early thirties, she was a magnetic force of a hazel-eyed temptation, capable of snatching...
Star and Fiona were living it up, indulging in extravagant shopping sprees and acting as if they owned the city. With their newfound wealth from the parties at the Judd Ranch and the insurance money from her fiancé's death, Star felt like she was on top of the world. She lived each day to the fullest, enjoying the finer things in life and basking in the admiration of those around her.
But beneath the surface, Star was falling apart. The guilt and shame of her actions weighed heavily on her, and she struggled to keep up the facade of the carefree, happy-go-lucky woman she portrayed to the world. She buried herself in material possessions and wild parties, hoping to numb the pain that gnawed at her from within.
Fiona, ever observant, noticed that Star's phone was ringing constantly during their wild vacation, and she often saw her friend ending the calls abruptly, a troubled look on her face. Fiona knew that something was wrong, but she didn't dare ask. She knew that Star was hiding something, and she didn't want to pry.
As they lounged by the pool Rod Wave"Fight the Feeling" blared from the rock speakers, sipping champagne and laughing with their new friends, the cracks in Star's facade began to show. She excused herself from the group, retreating to her room with tears in her eyes. Fiona watched her go, a knot of worry forming in her stomach. She knew that something was about to change, and she wasn't sure if she was ready for it.
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