Chapter Twenty
Mikaela:
She halted, only a few feet away from me.
A small smirk played on her lips. And what made it even more scary was her high cheekbones and slick back hair.
“Nice to meet you here, Mikaela. So, the rumors are true?” Her eyes darted away for a second, as if she was taking a minute to thank my luck. But when her eyes came back, they came back stronger.
I cleared my throat, ensuring it doesn't crack when I speak.
That would definitely suck.
“Yes. I made it out of that party, alive, untouched. Does that bother you this much?” I played it cool, making sure to not finsih my cards too early.
I had to save the best for the last. I had my reasons.
Sometimes, clap back is meant to be served cold. Not hot.
She nodded gently, very slightly. “Good for you then, I have an offer for you. I can get you out of all this mess.”
My heart skipped.
“How and why should I believe you?” I questioned.
“It's your choice to trust me or not. All you have to do is play dead. Stay low. Run. Fle
