Chapter 30 TWO

Hazel tightened her arms around her. Tight.

Too tight.

Ixora breathed, hitched. The strain etched itself into every line of her body.

"H...Hazel," Ixora breathed.

"You are rich," Hazel began. "Pretty. Intelligent. Curvy. People's favorite. Stole my mum, and also the only man I've ever wanted."

...

Login and Continue Reading