Chapter 13 A Cruel Mouth
- Edeline’s gaze flicked toward Elvis as he set the cold compress aside on the table. Her heartbeat quickened when she saw him rise and pick up two thick notebooks and four pens from the desk.
- “W-what’s this?” she asked, confused, as he handed them to her.
- “Are you blind? Or just stupid? Don’t tell me you don’t recognize a pen and notebook when you see them,” Elvis drawled, his tone dripping with sarcasm.