•Willa•
I quickly snatch my phone from her because she appears fuming enough to smash my phone in anger.
These spoiled rich kids vent their anger in weird ways, I tell you.
For moments, she's silent, simply breathing with her shoulders rising and falling with fierce intensity.
A while passes and I see her breathing finally start to slow down.
"Ok, I get it. But why are you telling me all this?" She asks.
I smile softly.
"Because I see you like Colson and hate Leiara. But you're under the impression that Colson doesn't spare Leiara any time of his day, which you're totally wrong about because he does."
She tilts her head slightly.
"And you know this how?"
"Oh! Did I forget to mention that aside from behind his lover, I also live with him?"
Her face gets clouded with confusion, and I can see her trying to make sense of things.
"Whatever you're thinking, you're right," I say. "I live in the same house he lives in with Leiara."
