C78 Chapter 78

Medora

"Medora," Clyde sang my name as he strolled into my room.

I didn’t even turn to look at him. "If Bronwyn’s hair is a mess already, I swear to God, Clyde, I will eat you alive."

He rolled his eyes, leaning casually against the wall beside me. "Relax. She’s fine."

I narrowed my eyes at him through the mirror. "It took me hours to get her ready."

Clyde ignored my irritation