“Your very quiet?” Laura asked while changing into her pyjamas.
“I’m not quite. I’m just not sure what to say. We’re stuck in a hotel with your friend who I don’t know, and how much can we tell her?”
“Jade, you trusted Jordan, who by the way screwed us over, after you one what kind of person he is. I know what kind of person Emma is, so trust me, please.”
“I didn’t trust Jordan. I took a chance to get us out of a f**k up situation.”
I have no energy to fight with her, not while her friend is in the shower, probably listening to every word we’re saying.
“Please, let’s just get some rest. We’re both exhausted, and fighting will help none of us now.” I know she’s right. I just feel irate about spending the night with someone I know nothing about. Yeah, I know she said they were, or ar
