Chapter 95 Where Did You Find the Nerve?

Stephanie's POV

The hand clamped around my wrist belonged to Clara.

It had only been a few days since I last saw her, yet she looked as if she'd been left out in the sun to wither—drained, brittle, and on the verge of breaking.

The flawless makeup she always wore was gone, leaving her skin a si...

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