Chapter Twenty Two

Helene

"Who do you think you are to be walking around here with that look on your face?"

I almost panicked when her hoarse voice questioned me, but then I remembered what Owen had told me about showing fear, and I quickly had to snap out of it.

"What look?" I asked, wearing an unreadable expression on my face.

If I were being honest with myself, I was very nervous right now because I had never had to deal with this kind of situation before, and I had no idea how things could turn out or what I should say to avoid a confrontation.

I wasn't in the mood to have any sort of argument or get into a fight with anyone, especially people like them, but knowing the kind of person that I am, I don't trust myself to hold back should they try to do something or say something that I may find annoying.

The hoarse-voiced lady wasn't seated alone, and she had about four other scary-looking women seated at the same table with her, but I made sure not to make eye contact with any of them because I didn