Diana's POV
"You're really good at acting. Have you signed up for any auditions?" I said the moment the room had emptied out and it was just I and Amanda.
"What do you mean?" She asked, a smile playing on her lips. She walked over to Emily's bed. "Oh my, who would curse such a sweet faced child? She's like an angel." She said, pressing her palm to her chest.
I rolled my eyes at her display of fake affection. Her words over the phone weren't lost on me, heck I couldn't forget them even if I wanted to. "Cut the act out, we both know you hate children."
She grinned, her face twisting into something evil. In a flash, it was gone. "Yes. Yes I do. That never changed."
"So just get down to work." I snapped at her.
"Be careful now, Diana. Watch that bitchy tone of yours."
"Or what?"
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