"Rebecca." I greeted her, my voice full of dislike that I didn't feel like hiding. The girl had tried to kill me. The least I could show her was dislike. "She lives," I repeated after her with a little smile.
"How surprising," she scrunched her nose and eyebrows together to make a disgusted face, "So, did your knight in shining armour scoop in to save you?"
"Actually, he didn't." I tell her, "But he's out there, watching through that camera, knowing your true colours."
She just scoffed in return.
"So.. how does it feel like?" I ask her, crossing my hands in front of my chest. "To know that you can't have him anymore?"
"Who said I can't?"
"I mean, unless you kill me and put him on gun point, I don't think the two of you are ever happening again." I tell her smugly. I could see the fad
