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Andrew Barton, my childhood sweetheart, coaxed me into taking nude photos. He promised he'd keep them for himself. I was a little scared, but deep down, I was relieved and happy that I finally had Andrew all to myself. But then, I ended up fighting with Freya Hamilton, the poor girl, for the top spot. Unconcerned, Andrew said, "Harper, let her have it. "You don't want your nude photos getting out, do you?" I froze, nodding like a fool. A week later, Freya got what she wanted and took first place. Andrew deleted all the photos. I felt a weight lift off my chest as I boarded the plane to leave the country. All those years, I had wasted my time on a guy who wasn't worth it.