Chapter 82 The Other Woman

• I didn't realize we were at my place until she killed the ignition. The bitch sat calmly with her hands on the steering and her eyes focused ahead like I wasn't seated next to her.
• My grip was too tight around my bag as I threw the door open and stormed out.
• I didn't take much time in the house. Veronica hadn't raised much fuss about me moving in with Void aside from the obvious tragedy of being separated from her daily dramatics.