Nathalie.
I furrowed my brows, turning to look behind me for the w***e she mentioned.
She pulled Emily to her side. “What the heck are you looking for, Stripper?”
I shook my head slowly. “The w***e you were talking about. I can’t seem to find her.”
“Get out, Evelyn,” she sneered. Evelyn nodded apologetically and left.
“You’ve grown some wings, huh?” She took threatening steps closer.
I observed her carefully. This woman had sat at that table happy to see me. Why was she this way now?
“I’m talking to you, dumb b***h,” she scoffed, crossing her arms.
“Oh. I think I should leave so you can actually speak to your dumb b***h, because I ain’t one.” My voice stayed firm as I walked past her.
Her hands pulled my elbow, dragging me back. I yelped, nearly tripped on my heels from the forc
