Chapter 13: Pride is all I have
Zoe
Bree and I ready ourselves to go to work in a couple of hours. After Sahara and Marina had left, Bree left soon after, leaving me to my thoughts. I roll on some lip gloss as I try not to dread the thought of seeing Azazel again. Every time the thought occurs, my body washes in shame. How could I have been so stupid? I think for the nth time.
The bus ride to the club is too short. Everyone is preparing for the night’s events as soon as I get there. Christoph is talking to the club staff, and a few of the waitresses are cleaning tables. Thankfully, none of the gladiators are there yet. They usually don’t come until late into the night. I head towards the locker room and find another short, sheer, toga dress waiting for me. Thi
