Falsely Accused
Sixty-six
I have a feeling I should listen to Gabby, maybe she will tell me something that will change my life but then again, let me get the door and listen to her later on.
I walk to the door and pull it open, my eyes widen when they meet whoever is at the door.
The devil herself.
She must have been the one conniving with the devil to give me sleepless nights. The con-woman!
I hate her guts!
I hate her with everything I got to live for.
‘’What the hell are you doing here and how the f**k did you get in?’’ I ask but without caring, she pushes her way through then she turns to look at me.
‘’That doesn’t suit you, you know? And to answer your question, I came in using my legs and I am here to see you.’’
‘’What doesn’t?’’
‘’The cussing. You know you are this inn
