DIANA
I didn’t need this crap now. I just can’t stand this. And the fact that she was smirking as she lifted the phone in my direction only made me more irritated. I couldn’t believe the way things were going right now. Sliding my hair behind my ear, I gave her one last hard look and turned in the direction of the door.
She grabbed a hold of my hand, pulling me back at once like I weighed nothing. "The f**k is wrong with you, Greta? Why can’t you just read the room? I don’t want you in my space. Get out of here!"
Greta scoffed as she pulled the phone closer. "I don’t care what you want, but I’m not going to leave here until I show you the proof I have. I didn’t come all the way to this place to play silly games. I meant business. You must listen to what I have to say."
Was she for real
