Chapter 82- Wouldn't You Like To Know?

Giovanni Costa, AKA Amberleigh's father, didn’t let her down. His reply was swift, I’m on my way figila. I can be there in twenty minutes. Now all that was left to do was to try and control the bleeding in Grayson’s arm and wait.

Thankfully, his selfish and useless wife had retreated to her room still crying about her bloody clothes. No doubt she’d seek out poor Helga and have the woman try and scrub the stains out. Just when Amber had assumed she couldn’t hate Courtney Van Cunt more, the evil woman had outdone herself. She really was the ice queen with no heart nestled beneath her fake tits.

Amber only left Grayson’s side long enough to wash her hands and then collect a few things. While she completed that task, she tried not to dwell on a troubling thought. The bathroom floor had been dry indicating Grayson hadn’t made it into the shower yet. He hadn’t slipped on water on the floor. The rug was an anti-slip rug, so it was possible he had actually displaced it while he was falling an