Chapter 21 WHAT'S MY PRIZE?

MERRIELYNN.

I turned away from Cormac and Juniper’s public display, feeling a sourness bubbling inside me that I was trying hard to push aside.

The catcalling and whispers surrounded me like an unwelcome fog, and I shook my head, feeling a wave of disgust. How do some people even thrive on this...

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