Lyddie. “I promise you, I saw it,” she tells him. I stare at her in horror. “Lyds…” She ignores me. “It’s on her left thigh.” “Lyddie,” I plead. But I don’t know what I’m pleading for. It’s too late. She already turned me in. Not Ivy, but Lyddie. She promised.
wow what a surprise oh em geee
