Walking puppets, manipulated by a mastermind capable of destroying everything in their path to avoid losing what they had achieved through deceit. That's what they were.
Kelsea's face twisted in shock when she saw Kacey dressed in a dress just like hers. But that wasn't all that surprising; her beloved sister had half of her face covered with a bandage. It was as if someone had disfigured her face, and no, she didn't feel any joy seeing her like that because, even though she deserved a lot, Kelsea wasn't capable of wishing it upon her.
"What are you doing here?" Kelsea snapped, feeling the veins on her forehead pulsating with irritation.
Carter, who stood by her side, clenched his fists, wanting to lunge at Kacey and James immediately. Who did she think she was? Hadn't she learned her l
