Scarlet laid the red dress on the bed and gold heels on the floor. "We almost wear the same size, so I wanted to loan you this dress. It will look nice on you."
She was offering me clothes. Why was she offering me clothes? We weren't friends. She pretended to like me just so she could get close to my mate. That wasn't nice at all. And, to make matters worse, she kidnapped us. Now, she was offering me clothes. Her clothes.
Did she think everything would be okay? Well, everything wasn't okay. It was far from okay.
She must have picked up on my cues because black-coated lips curled. "I know none of this makes sense, but I'm not here to cause trouble. I just wanted to leave the dress with you."
I eyed her for some sort of sign that she was lying. She lied to me for months. This time wouldn't be any different.
