CHAPTER THIRTY TWO: TWO LITTLE DEMONS
ZOEY
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After work the next day, Camille swung by to pick me up from the production house and we drove straight to Walmart for a grocery run. Since she had the day off from the hospital, she figured we might as well restock both her place and mine.
We pushed our baskets down the aisles, tossing in the usual essentials, while I gave her the full update on Sage, Daisy, and Chuck from yesterday.
“You should’ve seen Daisy’s face when he insisted he wanted me instead of her,” I said, grinning as I tiptoed to grab some cleaning spray off the top shelf. “She looked like she was on the verge of tears. For a split second, I almost felt bad for her.”
Camille crouched to grab sponges, straightened up, and dropped them in her basket. “God, I regret missing
