“But I f*****g paid for it! What more do you f*****g want?” I didn't care anymore that people heard us. I yelled at the top of my lungs at her. Dalia was my bottom line. I could tolerate anything but nothing when it came to her. “I will not tolerate such accusations from you. f*****g let it go already.”
She laughed, bitterly, nodding her head at the same time and I swear I felt chills run down my spine.
“And this is exactly why I will not be extending no f*****g contract either. Because clearly, Mr Blackwood doesn't know when to discipline his bratty sister. Once it expires, we're both going our separate way and never contacting each other again.” Her words were poisonous. Each word struck me like lightning on a sinner. God was punishing me. She was done. I could see it clearly.
Damien
