#Chapter 35 Ashley
Glenda’s POV
In the morning after the party, we returned to Club Heaven. Matt had procured a large, table-sized map of North America and started marking places and paths.
I was charmed that he’d marked my path from Midnight to Warhammer in the same shade of blue-violet my hair was now.
He had a running list of trafficked people including the five girls who had been brought by Victoria. Grace’s line had Frost Pelt on it and mine was blank. I wanted to tell him to put Fluorite next to my name, the way he’d placed it next to Emily’s, but I held my tongue.
I'd told Emily to keep quiet about me and Alyssa for a reason. I couldn’t undo that now.
Alyssa scoffed, He’s going to find out eventually. Why not tell him now?
I rolled my eyes, Because I don’t trust him.
Yet, she countered and went quiet.
I sighed. She wasn’t wrong. It was hard to keep myself from hoping and starting to trust Matt with everything he was doing and every word he said.
