Chapter 19

Isla pov

"You okay, Isla? You look like you're about to pass out. Maybe I should drive," Esther said from the backseat, lazily chewing on a piece of gum. Her gaze met mine through the rearview mirror, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she gripped her shovel tightly, her wide smile entirely too plea...

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