Naomi looked at her with wide eyes. She didn't know what to say to her and at the same time she was way too angry with her. "Just get out, Olya!" she snapped. "And don't show me your face. You would never understand!"
Olya gulped down, feeling horribly humiliated. Her eyes prickled with tears but she blinked them away. "Naomi, I don't understand your agitation about this whole thing, but you can't talk to me like this. I have had enough of you ordering me around like a puppy who belongs to you. You have done whatever you liked with me. But now no more!"
Shocked at her words, Naomi got up. She rose to her feet. Placing her hands on her hips she challenged Olya, "What are you going to do Olya? Huh?"
Olya didn't back out. "I will just stop talking to you unless you come back to your senses."
"My senses?" Naomi lifted her hand and slapped Olya hard across her face.
