Peyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.
“You crossed the wrong territory.” He hissed in my ear. “Your family may be rich, but let’s not get confused here.” His eyes bore into mine. “You don’t belong here.” I searched his eyes for any answers, but his expression never changed. He looked at me as if I was an animal. Some mythical creature that happened to stu...