Chapter 19 The Three Musketeers Are Back!

• Isla pov
• "You okay, Isla? You look like you're about to pass out. Maybe I should drive," Esther said from the backseat, lazily chewing on a piece of gum. Her gaze met mine through the rearview mirror, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she gripped her shovel tightly, her wide smile entirely too pleased.
• The grip on my steering wheel tightened as I glared at Esther, struggling to control my growing rage. She merely scoffed, lazily swirling her finger around her gum, looking totally unbothered.