The DON's Princess
she said winking at me and my smile grew wider.
I turned back to John, noticing his surrender, I knew this wouldn't last long and the moment Matilda and her phone left, I was done for.
My eyes shifted to the papers on the bed. I had to seize this opportunity to get John to sign them. I rushed over, picking them up quickly. "Sign this, John," I said, thrusting the papers toward him.
John’s jaw clenched, eyes darting between the cold paper in my hands and Matilda’s camera.