Chapter 250

• I’ve been avoiding Naomi and her little entourage for the past four weeks—turning the other cheek, swallowing their insults, ignoring the whispers and sideways glances they so confidently cast my way. But not today.
• It’s high time someone put Naomi in her place and reminded her that I’m not some doormat she can trample all over.
• Her nostrils flare with fury, lips curled in that signature sneer she wears like a second skin.