CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FOUR : SHOOT

Ethan paled.

His face was deadly white, and his eyes wide in panic and shock, as he snapped at me.

“What do you mean, Leah?” He stammered.

I rolled my eyes at his tantrums, not seeing him worth my time anymore.

“You heard me right the first time.

I’m not going to repeat myself for you,” I hisse...

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