-Don't mistake me, this company is more mine than yours.-
-Pull my hair when I give the signal.- I whispered to her without anyone noticing, and I freed myself from her grip to laugh without humor.
-Go to hell.- I said, looking at her with disdain from head to toe.
-You go to hell.- She responded before handing her purse to Paul, preparing herself for when I gave her the signal.
-Then we both go.- I told her as I rubbed my finger on my forehead, giving her the signal she was waiting for.
-I'll send you first, you wretched woman.- Abby got off her heels and lunged towards me, grabbing me by the head, giving the impression that she was pulling my hair. Immediately, I tangled my fingers in her hair and moved her head from side to side without hurting her more than I already had. Suddenl
