ELARA'S POV.
"We are both in this together… She might be annoying but she gets the work done….. without her, a blonde bitch would have replaced me."
A faint sound echoed in my head. The voices continued chattering forcing my eyes open earlier than I was supposed to.
"Ummm, I think she's awake." Gina pointed, twirling her ginger hair with a worried look. I sniffled, moaning lightly as I sat up and looked around. The room did not look like a hospital ward, it was furnished with cream coloured cushions, marbled floor, and two weird portraits hanging on both corners of the room.
Gina clutched a red folder on her chest, looking back at Raya who poured herself a glass of wine. She put on a straight skirt stretching across her knees. Her blue checkered shirt seemed like it was glowing with the lights in the room, causing me to squint my eyes and look away.
