A hint of bitterness flashed through Cherysh Jordan's eyes as she stared at the delicate and beautiful face in the mirror. Involuntarily, images of her and Enna Clark inseparable during their school days surfaced in her mind. At that time, they were both naive, and since they both needed to work, they got along well and shared everything with each other. But now... Cherysh's lips tasted bitter, and she was well aware that Enna had been understanding enough with her. If she herself had been betrayed and drugged by a good friend, she might have directly confronted them and fought.
But Enna didn't. She had just treated her like a stranger.
Although the outcome was much better than she had imagined, Cherysh couldn't figure out the indescribable taste in her heart.
Cherysh turned on the faucet and splashed some water on her neck.
