“That was wild!” Evelyn exclaimed through a thin scarf.
With every breath Clara pushed out a stream of fog, but Evelyn’s body temperature dropped fast to ambient temperature. Shortly after leaving the hotel, the fog disappeared entirely… She uses a scarf to conceal that…
“Which part?” Clara probed.
“Where do I begin?” Evelyn countered.
“Very true,” Clara replied. “Thank you for getting Artemis to open up.”
“Ma chère, it was a pleasure to see such a delectable specimen smile.”
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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