Chapter 78 Under My Skin

• SERA
• The tea was imaginary, but Rue made me sip like it was imported from a Parisian café. She had so much sass for a five-year-old. I wondered who she got that from. Me or Killian? Probably the both of us. I was trying not to get my hopes up. Trust me, I was. But the more I hung out with her, the more I wanted her to be mine. How perfect would that be?
• "More tea, Mama!" Rue declared, lifting her plastic teapot with a flourish that made her curls bounce.