Chapter 324

• James pov
• The girl who was sent from hell, who still had her mouth gapping open like a fish that was struggling to breathe, like it was taking her ages to process the fact that she had just ruined my outfit and that it was a very bad thing entirely to be on the receiving end of my anger. It was like everything snapped into places for her in the next second because she was scrambling to her feet and hurrying towards me, with eyes widened like saucers.
• She barely glanced up at me and instead went straight to my ruined inner shirt and then she began – she began to scrub her hands which I noticed were trembling, against my inner shirt. A part of hands that was covered in dirt and also – blood?