CHAPTER 068
"Isn't this the dress I donated to your household last-last summer?" Safa uttered with the mixture of taunting and disgust divulged on her countenance as she skimmed her finger to Tiana's shoulder. Her expression was whining that how could Tiana wear something from long long ago.
Ejai and Luna were sitting side by side on Tiana; not giving her enough leeway to move or to retreat. She was slumping her head not meeting anyone's eyes, terrified to fight these girls or offend them.
