Chapter 42
- ELEANOR
- Armando’s grunt pulled me from my thoughts, grounding me in the reality of what I'd just witnessed. My heart hammered as I tried to process the swirl of emotions that had forced themselves on me—a strange, nauseating blend of anger, embarrassment, and a sickened curiosity I didn’t want to admit to.
- I didn’t know what to feel. Part of me was disgusted with myself for even feeling anything at all.