ey center - the kind of friend who'd

f kindness, somehow always surren

d been holding? Released the s

asked in an oddly stiff tone

phia actually try

tarving. Hey Sophia, I'm dying for one of those bacon-egg-and-cheese sand

a buttery croissant. Just thinking about it made her stomach growl loud e

with you?" Sophia rolled her eyes. "Keep this

ophia, I just got dumped. This is, like, emotional rock

, booking rooms at my family's hotel like he's some low-budget player. Guy's got j

ith that dead-serious, TV-news-anchor t

the wrong way. So hearing that he actually crossed

o block out the sonic boom that was Sophia in rage-mode.

he other end. Then came a chillingly

ha

ace with Ethan? That was a certi

to her ear, and shouted, "Don't go

match her eyes. "Good thing I brought my knife. I'm gonna

e of a kitchen table, with jaws like a bear trap. When Sophia too

... b

cut off. Dead silence, just the fla

g back, but noth

ig and do nothing-if she sa

s junk cut off, she wouldn't shed a tear. Heck,

fe was Sophia. If things really we

reaking out across her forehead. She turned

! Someone's

ored the gas like he was in Fast & Furious

a bullet on wheels, cutting the thir

o a stop, Anna felt like h

u, ignored her woozy stomach, shook off the dizziness, a