Chapter 27 Heat
- EMILIA
- I fussed with my hair, pulling it up and down, but nothing seemed to be working. All I could feel was so much anger at being cast aside by Aemelio. Our names were literally identical, but he didn't care. I sighed as I let the hair fall down my shoulders before sneaking my fingers into it, massaging it like my life depended on it.
- "Calm the duck down, babe," I whined.