Chapter 139 A Bitter Pill To Swallow

• Regardless of the seemingly endless bitterness coursing through her soul, the voice of her beloved brother always provided a bit of sweetness.
• As the moon danced over the populace of LA, and the much colder guts of wind sweeping through those outside, Ophelia could be spotted in the towering skyscraper.
• As the soft high - back office chair welcomed her body, her ears joyously enjoyed the conversation ensuing between her, and Cross.