CHAPTER 19: LIAR!
I tightened the thin strap on my orange, knee-length gown as I walked through Mrs Wilson's opened door. A smile spread on my lips as I looked back and saw her and Mr Wilson waving through the open window that overlooked her freshly mowed lawn.
I soon turned around to face Dashiell who was leaning on his navy blue Cadillac car, and dressed in an all black suit.
It had been two weeks since Dashiell allowed me to give an order that my father and brother should be killed, and since then, I haven't spent an hour apart from happiness and joy.
Every day after that, Dashiell usually came to have dinner with us at the house, and sometimes he would stay the night.
My heart was full of joy as I started to give second thoughts toward him liking me. After all, the whole Malek
