Alma stared at Elizabeth who appeared helpless to her, it was almost like she was begging her for mercy. But it wasn't the way Alma pictured it in her head, Elizabeth was furious. The only thing preventing her from grabbing and pulling out all the hair on Alma's hair is will power, resisting the temptation was the toughest thing to do at that moment.
"What makes you think I'm the one that sent that woman," she beamed holding the laughter within. "You think it's over and that I've finally let you take my love."
"So you did plan it, you framed me!" Elizabeth shouted taking each step closer to alma who stood firm, she wasn't scared.
"Framed, plot. Whatever you called It trust me sis. It's an understatement to what I have planned out for you, don't blame me for being cruel. I started polite
