“Well well well,” she jumped down from the window to the floor, “look who we have here. Pretty little princess Fiona locked away in her boyfriend’s mansion,”she said as she walked around the messed up room before leaning on the table.
“Heard you had a little bit of a situation, did the beast finally reveal his true colors?” She kept on talking, “typical Monalisa Jones. Cleaning up everyone’s mess,” she said looking around the room.
Lisa stood staring at her, speechless, stunned, confused. But most of all, scared.
“I got a lot of disturbing messages from your mother, you told the b***h finally the type of person I am. It doesn’t make any difference though, she never liked me and I never liked her.”
“What do you want Laurel?” Lisa asked her, gripping the piece of wood in her hand,
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