"Leila, I don't know what happened to you or why you would suddenly change, but I want you to know that no one would love to put up with your character. Only my daughter and I will."
Leila had to admire Eve's thick skin, which couldn't be any thicker even though she was constantly being shunned. She tilted her head and blurted out, "Is it hard to get out of your act?"
"Pardon?" Eve brows furrowed, suddenly not understanding where the situation was heading. Shouldn't Leila be grateful to her the way she usually was in the past? Once again, it dawned on her that the girl before her wasn't the same as the one she used to know.
Leila waved her hand and walked away, leaving the words in the air, "The way you act is very disgusting, wanting to make me puke. I wonder if you aren't tired of it at all."
Eve stood still, clenching her hand as her heart clenched along with vengeance. How good would it be if she could tear that wench apart?
