Allies

ZOE LOVES the game, pretending. But right now, she can’t guarantee herself if she wants to act like she and Amanda were okay. Because literally, they’re not.

It irritates her how Amanda moves, talks, and even smiles—it seems mendacious. Fake. If only she didn’t give respect, she might have knocked her cousin down and kicked Amanda’s ass out of the house.

Amanda must be thankful that she’s trying to control her temper. Zoe may loathe her cousin, but not the little angel beside her. Amanda’s son had nothing to do with her mother’s mess.

The kid is innocent. His mother is not.

“So, where did you stay when you were cast out of here?” Zoe emphasized the words’ cast out.’

Amanda then looked up and put down the spoon she was holding, and she smiled at her.

‘Bitch.’

“I was in Paris.”

Zoe was fed up with her daughter first before turning to her sister. “So, you were enlightened not to end the life of your innocent child, am I right?”

“Zoe!” Iris and Millie uttered in unison.

She shrugged her s