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Stark white papers stood out and I moved the pictures to reveal a news article printed out. I held my hand over my mouth as I read the story.

Doctor Wyatt Sullivan, prominent NYC OBGYN convicted of malpractice, insurance fraud, and kidnapping.

Doctor Wyatt Sullivan was convicted today on all counts. The Davenport family of the Upper East Side notified police of their missing daughter after she went for a routine checkup at Doctor Sullivan’s practice. When the family finally found her stowed away at Sullivan’s upstate New York cabin, heartbreak hit the family. Sullivan had performed an unwanted abortion on the fifteen-year-old without her or her parents’ permission. They suspect the child was his. He went as far as performing the act under a false name and insurance number.

Sullivan’s license has been revoked, and he has been banned from practicing medicine for his lifetime. He has also been placed under house arrest and ordered to pay damages to the family.

I ran toward the bathroomand threw myself over the toilet as I emptied the contents of my stomach. Hawk was a monster, and the club had hidden him in plain sight.

How could they? Why would they harbor a criminal like that?

I wiped my mouth and moved back to my bedroom. More papers with charges of DUI and drug offenses littered my floor. Assault charges, jail time. You name it and it was there.

Everything I thought I knew about Hawk was a lie. I felt so disgusted that I let him touch me. That I fell for such a monster.

Shoving all the articles and pictures back into the envelope, I stripped down and ran to the shower. I needed to feel clean again. I turned the water on as hot as I could get it and stepped in.

The boiling hot water beat down on my skin, making me wince. But I just needed something to make me feel better.

I stood under the shower crying until the hot water turned iced cold. Grabbing a towel, I dried off as more tears flowed down my face.

Grabbing a shirt, I put it on and climbed into my bed. More tears poured from my eyes as I rolled over in my bed, gripping my pillow.

I thought I had finally found happiness just for it all to be ripped away from me. I cried even harder until I had nothing left to give…

Abangingonmyfront door woke me from my fitful slumber. I grabbed a pair of yoga pants and shuffled to the door.

I opened the door without a care just to come face to face with a whole gang of girls. Luna was standing in front of them all.

They pushed past me and dragged me to the couch. Lilah, Bambi, Willow, and Lily all followed behind Luna.

Lilah went to work in the kitchen making coffee as Willow laid out muffins she brought. Luna sat down on the couch with me and took my hands in hers.

“Girl. Spill the tea. Tell me what’s going on.”

I sighed and got up, walking to my bedroom. I grabbed the envelope and threw it at Luna.

“See for yourself. I’m doing fucking great after throwing up and crying my eyes out last night.”

Luna gasped as she spread the pictures and news articles out on my coffee table.

“This can’t be true…”

“Well, it fucking is. I can’t believe I fell for him. I’m such an idiot.”

Lilah walked over and looked over at everything.

“This is... unbelievable. I knew he had a past, but this... I mean, it explains why he could help Bambi give birth. But why wouldn’t he just tell us?”

I shook my head and tears rolled down my cheek.

“I’m so fucking sick to my stomach. I fell for him. Hard. And now this shit. Will I ever fucking find happiness?”

Luna took me into her arms and rubbed my back. Willow brought me a coffee and sat down on the other side of me.

“Everything will work out. I can feel it.”

Bambi brought me one of the muffins. “You need to eat, baby. Can’t starve yourself when you’re upset. Why don’t you come stay with me for a bit? We’ll get everything figured out.”

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