Chapter 169 Stop Fighting Fate (2)
- WAYLEN
- Beth crossed her arms on her chest. “Not even close. You deserve worse than that.”
- Tension hung heavy in the air. Her chest fell and rose, and her loathful glare stayed on me. The January air whipped her hair out of its confine, sticking it to her glossy lips, and she angrily yanked it into a bun.