Eleanor looked at her confused as to why she had said that to her. She glanced over her features wanting to see where she knew her from but came up with noting. Although her features did remind her of someone but she didn't know who.
"Excuse me?" Eleanor asked confused.
"You think you're all high and mighty." The woman said with a scoff. "That ring doesn't belong to you. That ring deserves a better hand to be-"
"Ok shut the hell up for a moment." Eleanor stopped her. "Who the actual fučk are you?" She asked her.
"You don't who I am?" The woman asked.
"If I knew I wouldn't have asked, would I now?" Eleanor asked with an arched brow.
Roman came up to them before any more words were exchanged. "What do you want?" Roman asked with a distaste.
"Jolene was right." The woman exclaimed. "
