Chapter 16 Carried By The Devil
- But Aura didn’t move. Not even a little. Her eyes stayed locked on Eve’s, sharp and unblinking. And Eve? She smirked like she’d won something and turned around like nothing happened, walking away like she owned the whole place.
- “What the actual fuck was that?” Aura’s voice was low, angry, and steady as her eyes shifted back to Marsha, who looked like she was about to cry.
- “I’m sorry, I—”