Loved by the Villain
she squeezes my arms.
A nervous gulp rises in my throat. “Lizzie.”
She isn’t supposed to be here.
Lizzie begins to speak again when her gaze finds Zack, who looks as bemused as I am.
“Isn’t he-” she gasps, looking at me with wide eyes.
Of course, she recognised him. I had shown her his picture once.
“Hi, I’m Elizabeth, Emily’s best friend,” she waved at him. “She might have told you about me.”
“Yes, she has mentioned you a couple of times,” Zack nods. “Ah, as much as I know, you were supposed to be in London, no?”