"It's not like we don't feel bad for you, Miss Johnson, but you're not under Damien Taylor's wing anymore. Maybe tone it down a little? Otherwise, you’ll run into trouble real quick,” Chloe Hughes said, arms crossed like she was the queen of the scene again.
Zoey Mitchell chimed in with a sneer, “Knew it. Damien was just having fun with you. Can you stop living in that fairytale already?”
Sabrina Johnson played the nice card, smiling gently, “Come on, don’t be so harsh. Every girl dreams of turning into a princess one day.”
Amelia Johnson stood there silent, her lips pressed together tightly, expression calm but distant.
“You guys done?” she asked flatly.
Seeing how battered she looked but still holding her head high, the three of them were fuming.
“What, got something
