CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINE
ROXANNE'S POV
I gasped in horror as my horrid sex tape played on.
"What's this?" I held my mouth in shock "How did you get hold of this video?" My hands began to shake
"Told you Dera sent it to me." She said, drumming her fingertips on the table in frustration, giving me the "you're stupid" look
"Oh God no!" Tears welled in my eyes, threatening to drop. "Have you shown anyone else?" I asked, wishing she hadn't. I didn't want to face another interrogative humiliation at the hands of someone else.
Knowing Tarella, I knew I had some explanations to do, and those explanations were so humiliating that I would've preferred to cut off my tongue instead.
"So do you care to explain the video?" She paused the video and slammed the laptop shut. She looked so disappointed in me that I began to wonder if dying in a fire wasn't better.
