Chapter 200

She rubs her face with both hands then turns those ice blues towards me. I have to keep reminding myself that I am driving and we can’t run off the road because I am mesmerized by her.

“Slade deserved to die tonight. The way he struck me,” My hands grip the wheel tighter. “He’s done that before and he would have done it again. The way he talked to me and about me. He’s forced himself on females