Chapter 17
- Roselyn lounged on the plush couch, her gaze locked on her phone as she scrolled through social media. Lylah and Melicia occupied the adjacent sofa, their eyes fixed on her with venomous intensity.
- "Lylah," Roselyn purred, her voice dripping with saccharine sweetness.
- Lylah's head snapped up, her expression a mask of feigned innocence. "Yes?"