The Purpose of the PrerogativeChapter 7 Thought Process and Acceptance
The trip back to the dorm passed without incident, or knowledge for that matter. She walked into the room and flopped down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. What had she gotten herself into? It was her own doing, that’s for sure. Getting involved with a smooth talking upper classman, who just happened to be the drug dealer on campus, as well as the nephew of a highly placed Georgetown alumnus were way stupid, and the fiancé of a crime lord’s daughter in Philadelphia. And now she is...