Chapter 7: Haunted Dreams
Zoe
It didn’t take me long to get home. Thankfully, the bus showed up on time, and I was able to escape Azazel’s enticing presence. Bree meets me at the door as soon as I get home. I try not to laugh at her messy bun and Minnie Mouse pajamas. She looks like a little girl.
“Hey, how did your night working at the new club go?” She asks with an innocent air. Dropping down my handbag into the floor, I move towards the couch and collapse in exhaustion. “It was fine,” I say, not giving any further details. Bree pouts, sits down with her elbow on the backrest, and her feet under her. “Did you see any of the hot gladiators fight?” I roll my eyes and shake my head in amusement. “Is that why you’re up at three in the morning? You weren’t waiting for me. You were waiting for details. Shame on you.” I utter with a snicker.