Emaya slammed down her hands onto the table, giving her a piercing glare as she uttered with bitter resentment, “You have your stuff, you can show yourself out now.”
“I was just trying to help,” Diana rolled her eyes, sighing as she turned to leave.
She was testing her patience but Emaya tried to remain calm.
“By the way,” Diana stopped, turning her head back to look at Emaya.
“Freyah was looking for you today. She seems to be crying again, jeez! She doesn’t know anything but crying” Diana sneered.
Emaya had enough of her as a fresh swell of rage rose in her, “What did you do to her”?
“Nothing, it’s just everyone knows about her real–“
“you don’t have to tell anyone if she doesn’t want you to!” Emaya raised her voice slightly.
“Leave her alone!” Emaya snapped with a thread of warn
