LORI
She was like a gust straight from hell’s locker room. Her laughter that was too loud and too fake. Like it was screaming for attention from across the damn galaxy.
She waltzed into the cafeteria with her long-ass legs, swinging her hips. Valkyrie followed behind her, as usual with his shirt half-buttoned.
She saw us and made a full stop right in the middle of the aisle. For a second, I thought maybe she’d just glare, toss her hair and pretend we didn’t exist.
Nope.
She changed directions like a predator catching scent. Click-clack-click—those ridiculous heels stabbing the floor with every step.
I could already feel my lunch turning to cement in my stomach.
“Wow,” Mabel said, dragging out the word. “This table’s tragic.”
Reed didn’t even look up from his nachos. Evie leaned ba
