Chapter 18 Golden Eyes

• Piper
• The breakfast room buzzes with soft chatter and the clinking of silverware against fine china. I stab a piece of melon with my fork and glance across the table at Zoe, who looks like she’s trying to blend in with the seats. Her eyes dart nervously around the room, as if she’s expecting Zack to burst in at any moment.
• I lean forward, lowering my voice."I don't think he would dare come to you here, especially with eyes watching, so relax and eat."