The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy
Besides I was helping, the thought of helping made me want to laugh because I wasn’t actually helping, Piper’s other hand was just resting on my shoulders and I barely felt her weight.
Piper stirred in our arms, sluggish at first, then suddenly snapping upright as though the alcohol in her veins had burned off in one violent surge. Her eyes rolled before locking on Lily, narrowing, sharpening.
“I heard that!” she screamed, her voice sharp, slurred, and startlingly strong. Her head jerked upright, curls swinging. “You bitch! What do you mean?”
My blood ran cold. No, no, no. I definitely didn’t want Piper to say anything crazy.