Chapter 97 Ninety Seven
- Ellen's POV
- I stared at the taxi as Kamille drove off in it. I felt disgust twisting in my gut. I was not expecting to see her opening the door, but I'm glad I did. That would further destabilize her. I could feel Zeke’s eyes on me, burning with anger and frustration.
- “Get lost from my sight,” Zeke spat, his voice laced with venom.