Lake:

The broad-chested men took another look at the tall dressing mirror in front of us, and back to me again. My eyes continued to dance between them. We were torn between disposing of it, leaving it in the room, and sending it to her. I wanted everything about her and anything that would dare remind me of her, gone.

"Where is Jojo?!" The voice of the angry female outside the door stole my attention almost immediately. The men blinked twice as they stared at me. I turned my ...