Chapter 56 Keep your hands off

  Zita 

  “Quinn, I want to kill someone,”

  The subtle sound of chewing came to an abrupt stop,the fork making a clang as it dropped next to the burger. Honestly, who ate burgers with cutlery? Only my best friend, apparently. 

  My eyes flashed up to hers as she chewed slowly—almost painfully—befor...

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