CHAPTER 10
CHLOE’S POV
Vanezza stood at the doorway, her arms folded tightly across her chest.
Her expression was cold.
For a moment, neither of us spoke. But the anger in her eyes said everything.
“So…” she finally said. “You’re still lying there?” I slowly sat up on the bed, my chest tightening.
“Vanezza please,” I said weakly. “I have nowhere else to go.”
“You’re my only hope”. She let out a short laugh.
“Your only hope?” she repeated mockingly.
“Girl, if I’m truly your only hope, then get your ass off my bed and get ready for work.” Her words hit me like a slap.
“You can’t keep sleeping all day and expect me to take care of you,” she continued.
“Do I look like your parents?”
My heart shattered the moment she mentioned them.
“Bringing my parents into this isn’t necessary,”
