In My Desperate Time

There are around a dozen photos of me making out with Noah in the car.

His face can't be seen in any of them, but mine isn't that lucky. Even the pores on my face are clear as day.

They are all hard to watch.

Some capture him sitting on me and kissing my shoulders.

Some are about him fondling my boobs lewdly.

Most shockingly, there is actually a picture of me placing my head around his private parts.

Even though my back was facing the camera, anyone who is familiar with this kind of intimacy knows what I was doing.

But I'm sure I never did the most important part with him!

I only got into his car once. Does this mean it wasn't a dream?

Did he really drug me?

why he was satisfied with just making out? What purpose can

slutty in every photo. If they get out, I

and call

you trying

after money. He is respected and

don't want my guess to be true. It would sadden me if

don't

comes through the

do you think? I gave you a chance to choose. I even begged you to be with me. But you treated my feelings for you like trash. The only one you care about is Frances. Do you think he is richer than me and can better

am certain Noah doesn't love me anymore. It is more like an obsession. He can't handle the fact that he can't have me. Therefore, he was driven

calm down, and say to him in a deep voice, "On what terms can you delete the

Let me tell you. I've sent them to all the major media. Very soon, you'll see what a slut you are on the news! Jane,

that, Noah hangs

call him again,

What should I do?

supposed to

agitated and furious. Gripping my phone, I am out