Chapter 241

*Poppy’s POV **

I force a laugh that I know doesn’t quite reach my eyes whilst I scan each window for any sign of someone watching me.

“Protectors?” I repeat lightly. “You make it sound dramatic, I don’t have a superhero squad.”

The twins don’t laugh. They exchange a brief look; it’s quick, silent, loaded, and suspicious. I hate that they can see through me.

“Phoenix is keeping a close eye on you,” the shorter haired one says. “They must really care about you.”

“Right,” I reply with a shrug. “Well, gold star for them.”

I turn to wipe down the already clean counter, buying myself a second to steady my breathing. Don’t react. Don’t give them the satisfaction of seeing it get to you.