Elena
In the end, before I could even open my mouth to further ask him about what Cecelia had done, he had already ended the call with a saying that I should come back whether I like it or not, and he already expected for me to come.
I paused, glancing at the screen of my phone that had died down.
Damn it. Why do people loves to hung up their phone call at me without even waiting for my response?
Do I look that much pushover in their eyes, huh?!
But anyway, I can't blame them especially that I always allowed them to get what they want from me.
I helplessly let out a heavy sigh, rubbing my temples as my gaze fell onto the bathroom.
To think that it wasn't a real snake and was just a toy that Cecelia used to prank me—to trigger the trauma she inflicted on me, which she
