#Chapter 73 Imposter
I wasn’t shocked by her words, but by the obvious anger behind them. She hummed and dragged her disapproving gaze over me.
"The blonde maybe, but you?” She scoffed, “I can’t imagine what Matt sees in you.”
I looked at Emoni and looked back at Melissa. Between here and Melissa, I don’t think many people would have picked her, but I couldn’t fault her about her comparison between the two of us. She had every right to think she was prettier than me, but her tone made it seem like more than that.
She is jealous, Alyssa growled.
I almost rolled my eyes, Where have you been?
Asleep.
Her snarkiness was welcome. I hadn’t felt her leave me the way she had before, so I hadn’t felt any anxiety about it, but I would have appreciated her being more active. I guess she wasn’t as recovered as I first imagined.
