[AWUOR]
"But I have to know what happened here, and why the fuck you were naked, with Elodie staring at your body like she wanted what's mine. I could follow them to Sicario and ask her, or seek Malika for answers, baby.
"Which one do you prefer?" Rukiya dared possessively, and Hawi knew she couldn't resist it anymore. The longer she stalled the longer it would take before she got her feedback from Malika.
She knew Malika wouldn't just hate Elodie like that because she suggested the rejection. Hawi needed to know what it was that Malika had found out about Elodie, that had triggered her so much to the point of wanting the woman dead.
"What if—" Hawi began but the eyes Rukiya was giving her told her that it was useless stalling. Besides, she couldn't stall for the whole day anyway.
"Alright, fine. Whatever I did was necessary. It was the only way I could think of, Rukiya, trust me," Hawi said and Rukiya took a step back instinctively.
Hawi always called her Ruru, never Rukiya.
