Tanya's POV
"What is this I hear about you almost collapsing in the kitchen?" My mate's twin implored, not allowing a second to pass by.
She was clad in a print dress style of purple shade, the front in a c-style with long-sleeved arms that were tight at the wrists. Dalia couldn't miss wearing a heel as she was in black 4-inch glass heels. She was furious and I already sensed that.
Abigail was behind her, in an off-the-shoulder red and blue flowery dress that stopped at her toes. She murmured a silent "I'm sorry," the instant she noticed my gaze.
"You fucking assured me it was a one time thing and you were just feeling under the weather," Dalia went on to say as I left her previous question hanging.
I ignored Marie's scoff at Dalia's last statement and spoke in a quiet voice "it was indeed a one time thing."
"Then why did it happen again today?" The three of them implored at the same time and I exhaled in defeat, not knowing where to begin.
