Calypso’s POV
Penelope that slimy, cunning, manipulative b***h!
The sight of her breezing through her crowd of adoring, stupid, doe eyed fans has my blood boiling with vitriol.
What’s so f*****g special about her? She did what, opened a dinghy gallery in the middle of f*****g nowhere and they all look at her like she hung the moon in the f*****g sky!
“Thank you, Miss Reed. I’ll have it sent to you by weekend.” She says, a smile that will melt even the iciest of hearts on her face. She walks like she’s gliding, her feet barely touching the ground. And they all worship her.
I see the way everyone is looking at her. Men and women alike, as if she’s the greatest thing since whatever!
She’s oh so perfect. Oh so beautiful. So f*****g fake. With her perfect hair and skin and makeup and
