ton t-shirt with two finge

hed the shirt

es better than that glowing p

ncers will think you're th

nto her mattress. S

I can

. She grabbed Adelynn's sh

will smash

hot up into a sitting position. "Touch it," she whispered, her voice dangerously low, "and I wi

the floor. She pulled out a black velvet slip

r you. It will fix

on the tag. Her stomach drop

that. It smells

eird hatred for anyone with mon

ney' brought a flash of cold marble floors into her head. The Callahan es

sm." Adelynn raised her voi

e pulled the velvet dre

erial was tight. She let out a muffled cur

the water-stained mirro

hips. Her pale skin stood out against the dark fabric. The exhau

l she used to be. The girl forced to sit at l

d her back to pul

f her wrists and pinn

f, you get no Wagyu

atered. She stopped fighting.

ir of thin stilett

the

e shoes. They looked

wear C

eels and walked toward the

ll throw

rabbed the other shoe. She force

he grabbed the edge of the closet

ck layer of mascara over Adelynn's lashes

again. A bitter smile pulle

r phone. "The Ube

aded canvas tote bag. Kin

Adelynn's hands. She grabbed Adelynn's