Soraya's POV
I fled the premises of the birthday party, pain throbbing in my chest at the thought of my mates. They watched me leave, but did nothing to stop me. Genevieve just clung to them and they let her. Was this how patient they expected me to be? If I was included in this plan of theirs, I might have been more understanding. But I had no idea what they were up to.
Another reason I had insisted on coming tonight was because I hoped I'd get the chance to talk to them and join in on this plan of theirs, but it had proven fruitless once more. Why did I even bother?
I hissed as I walked down the stairs to sit by the edge of the pool. I was having this blinding headache and I needed the f*****g ringing in my head to stop. My chest heaved as I looked around, desperate to destroy somethi
