Evergreen
Kendra laughed.
"Enough, I should hope," said another voice.
I turned to see a girl about my age sitting beside me, her nails getting painted as well. She had black hair and dark, almond shaped eyes, her lips painted cherry red.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Celia Killian," she said with a wan smile.
"Robert Killian's daughter," I spoke, pressing my lips into a line.
"And you're Jonathan Allen's daughter," she said, smiling ever so slightly.
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