Vayle’s cold, wet hand gripped her chin and pulled her face into the light. Shade tried not to cringe. She couldn’t look into those eyes. He said nothing as he turned her head.
“Why would you do this to me?”
She was in trouble. They couldn’t do a thing about it.
Click Follow to receive emails when this author adds content on Bublish
Comment on this Bubble
Your comment and a link to this bubble will also appear in your Facebook feed.