"What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Why are you going through Talon's things when he's not around?"
"What are you? His keeper" Bella rolled her eyes and opened the closet. The lingering scent of Lavender had her fighting off nausea. Even though the owner was dead, she didn't think she would ever get used to it. If only she could clear out his room and burn everything
"When he gets back, I'll tell him you went through his things"
She scoffed "And how do you think he'll react to that? Will he be happy or pissed?" Everyone knew that bastard was obsessed with her. She hated their indifference toward what he was doing even though they knew she didn't like him. If they'd wanted to, they could have asked him to stop or help her. But they hadn't. So she didn't bother pretending to get alo
