"This is bad," said Tiara. "Very bad."
Violet nodded. "Right!" She thought Tiara had been taken aback by the unexpected hotness of David Steven, but now that they were back at the house, in the relative privacy of Tiara's room, she had become normal. Greta Steven was devil incarnate, and Violet needed Tiara at full power so they could figure out how to get rid of Greta. "Maybe Yana could teach me how to curse Greta."
Tiara brushed the suggestion aside with a wave of her hand. "Greta is a pain, but that is not what I meant. I meant David."
Tiara dropped back onto the bed with a sigh, her dark hair spread out around her like she was a mermaid floating down the river, tragic with a doomed love. Maybe Violet had been hasty thinking she was back to normal.
"David did not look much like a jo
