Zella
I could hardly believe my eyes. The crazy woman from the conference weeks ago, who had pretty much tried to kill me, stood behind me with that same crazed look in her eyes.
A chill swept down my spine. I looked around to search for Isaiah, but Oliver's words had my head spinning.
“Aunt Monica, you came,” He mumbled, brushing past me to hug her like some little boy.
Aunt Monica? Aunt?! Was this Aunt Delilah's sister? I never knew she had a sister, but then I barely knew her either. Isaiah certainly had no siblings… I think.
Monica brushed her fingers over Oliver's hair, running through the curls while keeping her dead eyes on me. She was practically daring me to say something about that day to Oliver. I badly wanted to, but we both knew Oliver would never believe me. It was
