Chapter 34
- The weight of a hundred eyes pressed against my skin, but I refused to look away.
- Vanessa’s arms folded tightly across her chest, her lips curled into that effortless smirk she wore so well—the kind people like me had spent their whole lives learning to swallow.
- “Mr. Brook,” she drawled, her voice smooth as silk, sharp as broken glass. “You can’t possibly believe her.”