Chapter 114 Ghosts Of The Past

• Agnes
• Watching Elijah and Thea run away felt like a knife twisting in my gut. I wanted to go to them, but I couldn’t. Not yet. I still had to deal with Mason.
• I resisted the urge to slap him, although my hand twitched at my side. Instead, I took a step back, putting as much distance between us as possible. My cheeks still burned with anger, and my heart was still racing from the confrontation with the man who had been affected by the perfume.