ELLAINE'S POV
"HOW was Saharra?" I asked Angeline as I made my own coffee. I just got out from my work and I needed to calm my system so I went to one of my favorite exclusive coffee shops but I can rent for days.
I don't know why her face is frowning but I know when she gets irritable. I know her too well.
She is Angeline. One of my friends. But I don't consider her as my best friend. Let's just say, she can somewhat I can call my 'shoulder to cry on' and I can count on her when I run into a tough road. There are things I tell her because I feel more comfortable telling her that. She wasn't my college friend. We did not attend the same university. We just met at a party where she was invited because she was Clark's cousin's girlfriend.
I am not friendly at all. But I am always thankfu
