Chapter 52 Dinner Of Confession
- Draco.
- “Is that how much you hate her?” Draco was surprised Edrand could make such a horrible demand. He didn’t buy the idea of ruining Isolde’s face at all. For all he knew, that face lived freely in his head.
- Draco had been thinking of a way to rid himself of the taste of Isolde that lingered in his mouth for over one week now but it had been impossible.