Emma's voice was just so full of real gratitude, her words oozing sincerity from every pore. "Awwww, that would be so sweet of you, Jessica," Emma said, shining in deep-seated gratitude in the way that her eyes reflected the contrary balance of how Jessica made her feel.
Jessica smiled warmly and genuinely, but her mind betrayed the self-serving reality of her intentions. "It's my pleasure, Emma," she said, attempting a tone of feigned devotion cloaking her evil agenda.
While walking out of the hospital, the trail of her inner talk was just the opposite of what her words and actions were projecting to Emma. "Sometimes Emma amuses me with her naivety," Jessica thought, the hint of mockery dancing in her mind like a veil of deception.
Her silent laughter echoed with scorn, underlining how
