Lestat Quotes Romane & Geschichten

Estelle retorted sharply. Chelsea swallowed hard, nervous. The man's piercing gaze was still shaking her. "Aren’t you afraid of karma for constantly bullying and insulting Amora?" Estelle pressed, her tone laced with disdain. "Are you cursing me now?" Chelsea snapped, visibly angered. "It’s not a curse; it’s just reality. Every good or bad deed gets its reward. I’m just worried you’ll end up dying a horrible death," Estelle replied with an icy smirk. "You—" Before Chelsea could finish, the store cashier interrupted. "Excuse me, Miss, but your card isn’t working. Do you have another one?"

“ You don’t need to list everything out loud.” “I’m reviewing it now in case you forget later,” Estelle said immediately, too quickly, still not looking at me. I laughed once. “Right. Because I’m incompetent.” Her shoulders went stiff and she stopped typing for half a second before resuming. “I didn’t say that.” “You didn’t have to.” I stepped closer to the desk and she leaned away slightly, angling her body toward the monitor. “You’re not fooling anyone, Estelle. This has nothing to do with making sure I remember the medications.”