Chapter 52

Octavia drowned down some liquor before she slammed the emptied shot glass on the counter table. She muttered under her breath lividly, "What the hell is that bitch made of?"

Nadia drank half of the contents from her wine glass before saying, "It doesn’t matter. Everyone breaks over something. We just haven’t found what breaks her yet."

"How can Silas even like her?!" Octavia whisper-yelled, sti