Chapter 27
- Vanessa’s sneer sliced through me like a dull knife.
- “Lucas doesn’t even need to say anything,” she hissed, arms folded like a queen who’d just won some meaningless battle. “You’re the one sending meals to him and Caleb like a desperate housewife. What is that, Serena? A pathetic attempt to crawl back?”
- Her eyes dragged over me, full of contempt, as if I were something she’d scraped off her designer shoes.