New York Trip: Part IV
“We are no longer speaking, sir!” Mikey said with one last glare aimed at her grandfather, the man that should be doing everything within his power to spoil her, as she rolled over onto her side, struggled not to vomit from the small movement, and pointedly ignored him.
For several minutes, she simply laid there, seething with righteous anger, knowing that she was minutes, nay, seconds away from her grandfather giving in and allowing her to go to the convention so that she could-
“He’s gone,” Sebastian said, making her… Read More