‘Good,’ I thought happily.
My hands moved towards my bedside, my gaze roaming around as I looked for my phone.
“My phone, where is it?” I thought. My eyes widened in horror as the last time I held my phone came rushing back in my mind.
Jennifer cut the call on me, and before I could keep my phone, I was dragged out of the alley.
“Oh God,” I muttered. My phone must still be somewhere back in the alley.
“So where is it, Leah? Huh? Where is your proof?” Jennifer asked, feigning a sympathetic smile.
“I must have lost my phone in the alley when…”
“Oh please, don’t you get tired of lying, Leah?” Jennifer asked, shaking her head with a sad smile almost like she pitied me.
My face deepened in a scowl, as anger burned through me when I took in her expression.
My eyes shifted from hers to E
