WESTLEY
He tricks me. This asshole tricks me!
DID HE NOW, Westley? Or he was just trying to help you, idiot.
“Hmm. This is delicious.” He shoved another forkful to his mouth.
There was something in his aura tonight—his eyes glittered, and he seemed to smile most of his conversation
CLYVE
WESTLEYMY HEART raced with anticipation of what he was about to do. I could not deny that I dreamed of kissing Clyve, and it was happening.
CLYVE
WESTLEYSTEPPING Back to the city I left years ago was a bold move on my part, and seeing a lot of changes made me feel like
CLYVESHOCK, Westley rooted in her spot wearing a horror look on her face, and those blue eyes were enormous.
CLYVEWESTLEY TOSSEDher clutchandkicked off her
WESTLEY
WESTLEYKEENE