“I’m glad we’re on the same page. I hate repeating myself.” She looks down at her watch. “You have five minutes to decide.”
I can’t decide something like that in five minutes. I’m going to need five years just to wrap my head around the clusterfuck of this situation.
Up until a few hours ago, I had never bothered to think much about Francia. She was Cora’s friend. Someone I needed to protect to fulfill my deal with Cora. To make Cora happy. I never paid her any mind.
That was my first mistake.
While she cowered in the shadows, unnoticed and unwatched, Francia was busy betraying everyone. She lied and deceived us all and now, Cora is in danger.
My fault, my fault, my fault.
Guilt thrums through me. I can’t believe I doubted Cora. In the midst of it all, I thought maybe she was behind
