Chapter 43

• My eyes grew in astonishment and disgust at the sight of the bathroom Imelda led me into. In my entire 18 years of existence, this has got to be the messiest bathroom I’ve stepped foot into.
• I scanned the bathroom with my eyes and couldn’t help but squeeze my face in absolute repugnance. “What happened here?”
• She rolled her eyes at me, blowing her gum loudly. “Are you in the right position to ask me that, Miss Weston?” Her voice, exhibiting an undiluted sense of hatred.