Chapter 16 - Chloe Faces The Brutal Reality Of Total Social Ruin
Down in downtown Boston, Chloe sat at a sticky table inside a 24-hour diner with her phone dead in her hand.
She had tried calling twenty different high-society friends since sunrise; every single one of them blocked her number.
Her designer handbag and gold jewelry had been confiscated by federal marshals during the early morning asset sweep.
She wore a plain grey hoodie borrowed from a shelter, her hair unwashed and her face devoid of expensive makeup.
The waitress dropped a cheap ceramic mug of black coffee onto the table with a dull, unceremonious thud.
“Here you go, hon; you need anything else, just holler,” the tired waitress said before walking away.
Chloe stared at her reflection in the dark window glass, barely recognizing the broken, humiliated woman staring back.
The arrogant princess of Boston high society was gone, replaced by someone forced to face the real world alone.
She reached down slowly, picking up the cheap coffee mug and taking her very first sip of bitter reality.
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The consequences of pride and greed had finally caught up to her in the most unforgiving way possible.
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