Chapter 18 Name Your Price For The Land
- Chloe
- “That dickhead. How dare he say that?” I sighed as Stella slammed her hand on the table, making the silverware clatter. I took another sip of my hot chocolate, letting the warmth spread through me. For the first time in a week, I felt calm.
- Unlike my best friend, who looked like she was about to flip the entire table over.