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Chapter Thirteen | A Rough Landing

Author: Barbara Rose
last update publish date: 2023-04-08 05:22:55

Pulling the knitted sweater over her head and tucking it into the top of her jeans, Liviana takes a breath, having a silent debate with herself through the mirror to decide if she wanted to do her makeup or not.

She knew that if Drusilla were here, the decision would already have been made.

“You need to have a face on at all times, Liviana. Being seen without your mask is like walking the streets exposed. It’s despicable and, quite frankly, disturbing.”

Her mother’s speech would change every so
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