"'It’s not your decision,' she spat, each syllable loaded with a rage that had been fermenting in the darkness of her gut since Seraphina whispered the truth to her in the shadows of the French Quarter."
"'It’s not your decision,' she spat, each syllable loaded with a rage that had been fermenting in the darkness of her gut since Seraphina whispered the truth to her in the shadows of the French Quarter."