Mira's POV
After all that drama, we partied some more. Still, I couldn't help but wonder what evidence Trisha had against me. Since she wasn't part of my gang, I started calling her by her name Trisha and not Tee.
Her words echoed in my mind no matter what drug I took or how loud the music was in my lounge.
What if Trisha wasn't just bluffing? What if she had some sort of evidence against me? Come to think of it, why did she assume that I wanted to off her. I wanted to though but no one was supposed to know I was capable of all that.
I love keeping up the persona of being harmless and fragile. That was the only reason no one ever suspected me of anything bad. Not even Dave. Dave knew I could be naughty at times but even he still thinks I'm harmless in the end. Before I throw Trisha
