Chapter 67
- Mirela
- “Yasmin?” I echoed, my eyes locked on Sarah, who seemed even more enraged than I was, her gaze fixed on the elevator where Arlene had just left. I could tell she wished for nothing more than to tear Arlene into shreds. And by heavens, I wanted that too. “Who is she?”
- Sarah turned to me, her eyes flashing with an intensity that sent a chill down my spine.