VIOLET’S POV

Two hours into our drive, Tracy became restless shifting into her seat and I feared she might run the car over.

“If you plan on killing me, tell me now so I can brace myself for the hit.” I snapped not able to take it anymore.

She rolled her eyes at me, “I couldn’t kill you even if I tried and you know it but since you care so much, I’m hungry. So hungry I could die right now but I could also take you with me.”

Should have known. I thought to myself rolling my own eyes back at her. Tracy had a good amount of tolerance...