As Eloise stood there, staring at the cheque in her hand, her face gradually grew paler. The weight of the situation began to sink in. She had been through countless humiliations before clients who treated her like a disposable object, who took from her what they wanted without regard for her feelings. Yet, she had always kept a part of herself intact. This time, though, something felt different. The sum on the cheque was more than she'd ever been given for so little.
Why me? She thought bitterly. What did I do to deserve this money?
She had understood when Micheal had given her $100,000 before, it had been because he thought she resembled the woman he loved. A twisted sympathy, maybe. But today, she hadn’t done anything to deserve this amount. She hadn't even gone through the usual humi
