What a pleasu—’ ‘Save it, girly.’ Mrs. Fentonheim was the exact definition of bitter. Not only did her tone of voice show it but also the way ...he carried herself. Her gray hair was plastered neatly to her wrinkled scalp and her clothes were dirty with what could have been spaghetti sauce or blood. She pushed herself passed Caden, not even bothering to ask for permission to enter. Her eyes scouted the living room, suspiciously. ‘What’s that smell?’ Mrs. Fentonheim asked. She gave a few. I shivered a bit when my naked feet touched the cold bathroom floor. Maybe I should buy a little carpet... On my way to the shower, I came across the mirror and was shocked when I saw how red my eyes where. I've been crying since yesterday. The breakup came out of nowhere. But I had to get myself under control for my important meeting tomorrow. I brushed my hair out of my face and tried to smile. It looked as fake as my new Gucci bag but it would be good enough for the meeting.I felt how. More

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