Chapter 71:
Thursday 24th September, 2020
Star’s POV
I came to in a dark, cool place. I was lying on something hard. I felt underneath me. Cold marble. I felt my head gingerly. Ugh. I was going to kill Angie myself. There would be no f*****g wedding. I wouldn’t be marrying them either after I was done with her until I had a year of steady unwavering devotion. I looked around. I gasped. I was in a cell! I looked around. I was in a basement. The marble floors and the tiled walls told me this was the underground floor of some fine house. I screamed in frustration.
“Shut up,” said Angie, tossing her hair and coming into view down a staircase on the other end of the room. She was in a white dress, thankfully not a wedding dress. It was a cocktail dress and sky-high stiletto heels. How did t
