“My name Is Eleanor Rose, and I am not an accomplice or a hostage. xxx18 There is a party down the road with your name on it!” she said with excitement, checking her hair in the mirror for the umpteenth time. You began your path of vengeance because of your love for Claire and your hatred of those who tormented her. She was even more beautiful than before, with every facial feature clearer than glass. She quickly ducked down to the floor, hoping she wouldn’t be noticed. Her open cleavage was soaked with beer, most of which from the plastic cup that she was swinging around. I don’t even know if I can be happy.”
Carter slowly reached up and placed his shaky hand on her cheek, just as she had her hand on his.
