CHAPTER 18

Hope yawned as she rubbed her eyes, trying to drive off the sleep roaming her eyes. She leaned back into the seat as she struggled to keep herself from falling into her mug.

Harley and Penelope spent the entire night talking lecturing and asking her about the entire situation, hardly giving her some room to breathe and some time to sleep.

"You must be dying from the inside." Layton chuckled as he noticed her daughter's exhausted state. She was bound to pass out sooner or later. Her eyes were slightly red from the sleep and her under eyes were slightly dark from lack of sleep. She looked overly awful in short. "Did you enjoy the feast that much Hope?"