EMERALD'S POV
"THAT WOMAN is getting on my nerves!"
I dramatically throw my handbag onto the sofa when I get home. I'm really annoyed. I can't accept that Saharra suddenly told me like that for no reason at all. I mean, she can tell me her reason and I am willing to understand it whatever it is because I am her best friend. Does she still consider me as her best friend? I can not accept it.
"Chill, she has her reasons," Harold is still with me right now. I appreciate his presence at this time. He knew that I needed someone to vent out all these questions running in my head. I need a rant person right now and that would be Saharra if she did not avoid me.
I rolled my eyes and threw myself on the sofa and sat beside my bag. Harold went to the kitchen and I saw him get water from the frid
