The Coma Prince’s Fiancée novel Chapter 16

Rebecca swung the car door open and caught the words being said. Without hesitating, she reached in, grabbed someone, and pulled them out with a cool voice. “It’s not me following you. It’s you following me. If you’re going to be dead weight, at least act like it. Don’t go around thinking you’re something special.”

“Rebecca!” Sophia shrieked, absolutely fuming.

Rebecca slid back into her seat, closed the window, and hit the lock button. She glanced over at Paulina and, catching her stiff expression, threw her a knowing smile. “Don’t take it personally. That wasn’t about you.”

Paulina squeezed her fingertips together, but her hand slipped onto a fresh cut and pain flashed across her face.

Rebecca nodded at her hand. “If you want to hide how you’re feeling, pick something new. Keep digging at your nails and you’ll have none left.”

Paulina almost choked on her anger. She pressed her lips into some kind of smile. “Isn’t it a bit much, locking Sophia out of the car?”

“You’re welcome to join her in the car behind us.”

Rebecca tossed out the suggestion, closed her eyes, and seemed to drift off for a nap, totally unbothered.

Paulina’s glare barely hid the anger swirling inside—ice-cold and sharp enough to cut.

Rebecca didn’t even open her eyes when she spoke again, voice light as a feather. “Keep staring at me like that and I’ll pop those eyes right out of your head.”

Paulina jerked, quickly hiding her look. She took the first-aid kit from the driver and started cleaning her wound in silence.

By evening, their convoy rolled into Harrisburg and stopped right in front of Nocturne—the hardest reservation in the city.

As soon as she stepped out, Sophia rushed up to Rebecca, bursting to show off. “Nocturne is Irvin’s place. He gave everyone in the family purple gold cards, but only Paulina got the special jade green one. Some people, I bet, don’t even have a plain white card, you know?”

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