Twenty dollars. That had been enough to make his chest tighten with guilt.
And now?
Now, somehow, he had fifty thousand dollars sitting in his pocket. Fifty. Thousand. He patted his pocket just to be sure. Fifty thousand dollars.
He still couldn't wrap his head around it.
Aren let out a shaky laugh. "What the hell just happened?" I mean he knew that, the moment he met Rex, his life would take a turn for the better, but still…, he didn't think it would happen so fast.
The whole day had been absurd. He replayed the past few hours in his head, each moment more absurd than the last.Meeting a lawyer whose name was usually printed in magazines, the kind even celebrities scrambled to book. Sitting in a car that cost more than entire houses in his neighborhood. Breathing in leather seats and air conditioning that felt more like a caress than cold air.
