#Chapter142
Evelyn’s POV
My head was pounding, and I couldn’t figure out why. The last thing I remember is turning to see April. The look on her face. I remember the look she gave me. Disgust and burning hatred. Why was she angry? I thought to myself as I opened my eyes, sweat coated my skin the fluorescent light blaring down on me making my eyes hurt. I could smell a strong coppery smell, feel something trickling down the side of my face, I go to reach up before panic kicks in. Why were my hands zipped tied to a chair? I pull on my restraints trying to put the pieces together, trying to remember but coming up blank. I know I was going to see Lana. I know I saw April but why was she so mad. My wrists start bleeding, the zip ties cutting into my flesh.
