Chapter 117

• AMARIS POV
• I knew Theron wanted me to stay holed up in my apartment, but I couldn’t do it. I’d already spent hours pacing back and forth, dragging my thoughts in circles, desperately trying to conjure some kind of solution to this mess. I even called Evadne Monroe to fill her in on Zinnia’s latest move.
• She promised to handle the media if things went sideways, and though having her in my corner brought some comfort, the restlessness clung to me like a second skin tight, irritating, impossible to shake.