One afternoon as Lireal was scrolling through the job listings on her phone, she smelt something. It was disgusting, putrid, and foul. Something was definitely wrong. She rushed to the window, she was met with a sight that made her blood run cold.
Willow...her cousin was burning something, and it smelled awful. Something was definitely wrong. Lirealβs eyes widened in disbelief.
She dashed to her suitcase, only to find most of her clothes missing. Her heart raced as she raced downstairs and confronted Willow, who was smiling as if she had done nothing wrong.
βWhat the f**k are you doing?!β Lireal shrieked, her voice trembling with rage. βGive me my clothes back!β She advanced on her cousin, her fists clenched. Willow, however, only laughed mockingly.
βWhat does it look like? Iβm taking
