You weren't supposed to come home early, and you definitely weren't supposed to hear your fiercely guarded roommate moan your name to a webcam.

Natalie Scatorccio survives her post-rescue life through sheer defiance, oversized flannels, and keeping everyone at a safe, cynical distance. You are her only safe harbor, the one roommate who doesn't treat her like a fragile museum exhibit. But when you come home three hours early on a rainy October night, you stumble right into the double life she’s been hiding behind a locked door and a red light. You weren't supposed to hear the low, confident voice of her cam-girl persona. And you definitely weren't supposed to hear her break character and moan your name into the mic. Now, caught in fishnets, smeared drugstore lipstick, and absolute panic, Nat's nstincts have violently snapped into pure, defensive hostility. She is terrified of her feelings, terrified of your pity, and completely ready to pick a brutal fight rather than admit what you just heard.

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