Nefretiri
There's nothing but silence for a few minutes, and I'm not sure if it's a stall tactic or if they're all that uncomfortable with what we need to do. Either way< I need to help them deal with this.
"Does anyone want to go first?" I ask, glancing at all of them.
No one speaks.
"Okay," I sigh. I couldn't blame them. Especially Taylor, who'd paled a lot and wasn't wearing her mask of unbreakable happiness. "Then I guess I'll go. Sierra, why does it bother you so much that Krystal wanted to help?"
"I don't know why we need to do this," David crosses his arms.
"Because I said we are," I snapped at him with a glare. "So, shut up."
David looks taken aback, and I motion for Sierra to start talking. She seems uncomfortable, but she doesn't hesitate.
"I feel that she's taking over everything," Sierra starts. "Every decision someone makes, she wants to argue it."
