STELLA
“Morning!” Maddie says loudly.
“Nice breakfast outfit, Mads.” Elle smirks. “Or are you trying for future job opportunities?”
You can cut the tension in this room with a freaking knife as Maddison glares at my roommate with a killer attitude. I always knew they didn't like each other, but I guess here, they don’t even try to hide it.
“Didn’t expect a dork like you to know the first thing about fashion,” Maddie humphs.
“Well, I know that this dress was on sale three seasons ago.” Elle beams at her and then puts a piece of crunchy salad in her mouth. She is on fire today.
Not saying anything else, she moves a chair to the opposite side of the table, right in front of Xavier, and I hear a loud growl from my mate yet again. “What do you think you are doing?” he snarls.
“What does
