When we reached our booth, Lexi was waiting for me, like we had expected her to. And when she saw me coming with her son, a very amused smile formed on her face. As if she knew where we were. Or that she knew Pheonix was the one who brought me back to the booth again. And for some reason her smile made my skin crawl with anxiety.
"I knew you didn't have to go to the restroom, Bella. My words offended you, didn't they?" She asked me calmly. And the urge to look away from her pettily was making my skin itch. But I still managed to maintain my smile.
"That was your opinion, Lexi. That I shouldn't work. And as long as your opinion is not forced on me, why would I be offended? We all have our rights to own our opinions. But my right to accept or reject your opinion is as big as yours. Of cour
