PAID

Yarra’s eyes, which had long been devoid of light, welled up with tears. She dared not cry out

loud.

The note read “you guys,” not just “you.” This subtle distinction implied that Wynter had caught on toher hint and noticed the cellar. Standing by the bed, her heart raced.

“My sister asked you to get a bag. Why are you taking so long?” Gary scowled impatiently.” What areyou looking at?”@@novelbin@@