A chill went down my spine at Elena’s words. Some people say things like that but don’t actually mean it.
Elena Sheffield, however, was a woman of her word. I’ve seen her seek vengeance on others for far less. I suddenly felt very nauseous.
Elena strutted away and I booked it to the bathroom. I locked myself in the first stall and took several deep breaths. I looked at the toilet. Was there anything grosser than throwing up in a public restroom? I could barely bring myself to even sit on a toilet, much less put my face that close to where others’ rear ends have been.
Oh, I had to stop that train of thought. That was making the nausea worse. I closed my eyes and actively turned the voice in my brain off until the feeling subsided. I breathed a sigh of relief.
