Rose's POV
I kept my gaze on Samantha's silhouette until it vanished out of sight but I was taken aback when the door of my room was suddenly thrown apart and I turned around to behold her.
Like the other guests, she was dressed elegantly and I could see that she'd put in the extra effort to look better than me—donning a red sequin dress, which exposed the top of her ample cleavage, with ruby earrings and pendants.
Her long, black and shiny hair reminded me of mine even though Alisha added more Gel to my pixie cut to make it look less unceremonious.
In Spite of all the fancy makeup Samantha had on, the scowl on her face still made me flinch,as she slammed the door shut behind her.
The familiar glare of hatred still burned in her eyes, but this time it seemed to simmer with an eve
