[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: MY SEA ~ IU]
Axilla finally calmed down after threatening to rip Kayla's hair off. She couldn't believe she had said she was an escort loudly to Cortez.
There was no need; he would never fall for a girl like her who always embarrassed herself, and it was all because of the girl sitting beside her. Axilla turned to glare at Kayla once more, who moved to the corner like a scared puppy.
"Axilla, I'm sure he wanted to stay in that carriage with you too. That woman forced herself; they always do, all of them." Kayla attempted to pacify her friend.
Axilla didn't reply; her mind went back to the woman she saw inside the carriage. She screamed elegance and beauty; her dressing was quite different, but it still looked good, and it was exactly like that of the young master. Thicker clothes, boots, and pants – Axilla looked at her own dressing, if it wasn't a soiree she was attending. She sighed.
