Mistletoe and Mayhem by Aria Cole Read Free Novel Chapter 18
Chapter 18 Nash Ihate cameras. Always did. Always will. They remind me of everything fake in this world—pretense, illusion, bullshit for an audience. But now there’s a camera two feet from my face, and I’m supposed to smile and talk about snowflake-pattern throw pillows without snapping like an unhinged lumberjack. All because of her. Noel Hart—interior