CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE 

MELISSA'S POV.

My heels went deep into the snow, in the empty streets, as I made my way to the given location, looking back multiple times to be sure no one saw me.

I pulled my coat tighter around me, as the chill turned my nose and ears pink. That bitch. I ought to be enjoying a warm bath, and a nice sleep, but she had me walking around in the cold night. 

Making my way to the back door, I pushed the creaking door open. It was nearly off its hinges. 

My nose wrinkled in disgust as my heels echoed on the dust coated...