Chapter 28 My Turf

• Violet POV
• Emily had never been this close to me, but I always knew that she was monitoring me. Her presence in Martha’s office made my stomach queasy. No. That was an understatement. It was worse. Anger and discomfort warred inside me.
• Crossing my arms across my chest, I asked, “May I help you?” I tried to keep a nonchalant tone, but only I knew what I was feeling. My mood had been jittery since morning because of so many things, but Emily’s presence ruined it further.