Chapter 11
Ivy's POV.
I was alone in my room when Emy, my angered roommate, came in and gave me the shock of my life.
“Hey.” She said, folding her arms and staring right into my eyes.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Why did you break my glass cup?” She asked, looking so serious.
I chuckled, still looking right at her.
“Are you kidding me? Like for real?”
“Do I look like someone who's joking right here?”
I began to imagine, of all the things I'll have to break, it would be a glass cup, like what the hell was she thinking?”
“Aren't you going to answer me right away or should I reset your brain with a slap?”
She looked serious this time.
“Are you kidding me? You would do no such thing; let this not turn out to be what I'm thinking about.” I said, trying to sit down, and just then,
