"Did you sleep with him?" I heard her growl the moment I entered the room. I huffed and turned to her.
"Have they been feeding you or did they leave you for dead while I was away?" I ask her ignoring her question.
"Yes, now answer me, bitch," she sneered as she crouched on all fours and glared at me from the bed.
"Back to your usual antics, I see, Cienna," I accused in a light voice as I looked around the room, scrutinizing it. It looked like a storm had turned the place over. "You've been busy," my voice was unattached as I gave her a fleeting look and then looked back around the room. The room stank of sweat. I scrunched up my nose, trying to avoid breathing in the smell of an unwashed Cienna and wondered how I had not been able to smell it before.
