Chapter 97
IANTHE BARDOT
I stepped out of the Uber, ignoring the heartfelt thanks of the iver driver when I tossed him a thousand dollars for a drive that was not meant to precede a hundred dollar.
I only started to walk, ignoring how my heart felt that even though the stupid grandma in Rae's shop thought I was ugly inside out, I was still capable of being loved.
Take a look at the Uber driver who had been acting annoyed all day, bus he would practically kiss my feet if I asked him to, so yes, I was also capable of being koved, of building my own fucking minion guild.
And that was what I wanted to do, starting with taking away the people that mattered most to her.
I had taken her dear daughter and the little boy that had knots dyed while trying to save her. And, while that had satiated me for a while, I was soon hungry for more. More, MORE.
