Sierra’s POV
“Hi,” one of the ladies waved, a smile that made me uneasy plastered on her face.
They were five in total, with only two known to me; Jessie and, most importantly, Yvonne. It seemed this time she was in charge of the pack of ladies—or they didn’t have one. They all sent glares my way, which made me uncomfortable.
I didn’t say a word and went for the door. I didn’t have anything to discuss with them, even if there was, I didn’t want to. “There’s no rush, Sierra,” Jessie grabbed my arm with another lady, pushing me back.
I stumbled backwards, but fortunately, held myself from falling. “I warned you, didn’t I?” Yvonne spat, her tone filled with an underlying threat.
“He isn’t your fiancée,” I said, hoping to get her to back down.
She scoffed. “And who told you that?”
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