Chapter 13- Friend Or Foe?

Kyra

It’s been three days since Callie shoved me into that nightmare of a house with its stinking toilets and rotting floors and still the stench seemed to cling to me. No matter how many times I scrubbed my skin or rinsed my hair, I swear I could still smell it in the back of my throat.

It had also been three days since I last saw Tristan. He hadn't so much as looked my way whenever I spotted him across the room. It was almost as if that night on the terrace, ...