WARNING: STRONG LANGUAGE
"What's the matter, Liv?" I hissed and she effectively shut me up with a glare.
"Listen," She whispered and pointed to where the small party has gathered just a few feet away. I sighed and with my stomach in knots listened closely to the topic of conversation.
"Everyone is saying that," The woman with short blonde hairs, standing opposite Tristan said as she took a long whisk of her cigarette.
"People say a lot of things, Tanya," Martha retorted, standing close to Tristan with her back to me.
"Well...why don't Mr. Jacques here clarify it for us then?" One of the guys on the other side of Tristan said.
"Well...I have no idea what you have heard to be honest," Tristan murmured, offering his cigarette to Martha. I felt irritated. What in heaven's name were
