Chapter 111

  I whip around.

  She's wrapped in a towel, another twisted around her hair, and her eyes—

  God, her eyes look nothing like the girl I know.

  They're tired. Guarded.

  "I—" I start, but no words come.

  She steps further into the room, not bothering to mask the anger on her face. "Seriously, Em? ...

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