Chapter 67

• “Please, don’t kill her,” As much as I wanted Heather out of the way, killing wasn’t exactly what I had in mind for her. I was forced to smile and return greetings as we passed different people until we were outside. Draven was mute, almost like he hadn’t heard me and was unaware of the people we passed on our way.
• “I don’t know what ideas you have about me, Esme,” He says blankly once we were alone.
• But he’d proven all the things I heard about him to be true in the last months since I have known him. Even worse.