Chapter 102 Everything is Entirely Her Fault

• When Nora had run into Mrs. Mercer the day before yesterday, the older woman had been dressed to the nines, looking polished and immaculate.
• Today, however, she looked completely hollowed out. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she hadn't gotten a wink of sleep in the past forty-eight hours.
• Mrs. Mercer gripped Nora's wrist with a startling amount of force, making Nora scowl in discomfort. She tried to yank her arm away, but the grip was like a vice.