Gracie made sure she didn't talk to Nicholas throughout the journey to the safe place Cordelia had entrusted her to. All she did was look out the window with she reminisced on the words and splashes from the night.
Her head hurt pained like it wanted to divide. But she needed to stay imputed and mind her business.
Cordelia told her, she could stay forever in the place Nicholas was her to, even with the way Nicholas was so against it, giving every way to convince her to just go home to her hurt Nana.
Gracie sighed, enjoying the fresh air from the opened window.
It was a good thing that Missy's body that was on the floor was the lower part and not the place that would cause more pain in the heart.
She couldn't help but still feel pity after finding out that she was a witch. No family to calm her body and the brothel would waste no time before her rival step on her throne.
