In her POV chapter, we learn that the bangle DOES hold secrets that Veya doesn’t want to remember.
“Does my little morsel want to know its secrets?”
“Pass,” I say, watching her pull a thread from one of her right palms—so much brighter than any other draped across the cavern’s ceiling. “Definite pass.”
“Such pretty, pretty secrets,” she purrs, her words pinching my nerves.
In her POV chapter, we learn that the bangle DOES hold secrets that Veya doesn’t want to remember.
“Does my little morsel want to know its secrets?”
“Pass,” I say, watching her pull a thread from one of her right palms—so much brighter than any other draped across the cavern’s ceiling. “Definite pass.”
“Such pretty, pretty secrets,” she purrs, her words pinching my nerves.
In her POV chapter, we learn that the bangle DOES hold secrets that Veya doesn’t want to remember.
“Does my little morsel want to know its secrets?”
“Pass,” I say, watching her pull a thread from one of her right palms—so much brighter than any other draped across the cavern’s ceiling. “Definite pass.”
“Such pretty, pretty secrets,” she purrs, her words pinching my nerves.