Chapter 44 A DEVIL.

Wynter hastily slammed the bathroom door shut, her heart racing like a jackrabbit. She faced the mirror, and her eyes widened in dismay as she took in her reflection. Her face was a deep shade of crimson, as if she had been boiled alive. The flushing had spread to her neck and chest, making her look like a ripe tomato.

She grasped her heart for wh

            
            

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