MIMI

How could I have missed it. It's only her that would care enough about that dead child, enough to be obsessed and threaten me about it again.

I stepped forward, approaching Corrie, with only one thing in my mind. But I felt a hand latch on to my wrist.

I turned to Emmette, smoldering at him.

"It's not her." Emmette said obviously as always, he would defend her.

"Let go of me Emmette. Before I'll do something I'll regret." I said not caring about our shitty alliance.

"No. You've cause enough commotion. And if you dare go and touch a single hair on her head. Consider our alliance over...