Susan’s POV
“Susan…” she called my name as I scoffed.
“What the f**k is wrong with you? Can’t you get a grip on reality? I’m busy!”
“I just want to speak with you Susan,” she said as her voice was strained but steady.
I raised a brow, exchanging a quick look with Vivienne before turning back to Loretta who snickered.
I refused to move from my seat, making no effort to hide my lack of interest. “I’m busy,” I said flatly again so she would get the hint that I didn’t want to talk to her. “Whatever you have to say, it can wait. I’m not getting up from here.”
“Susan…”
“Are you f*****g dead in the brain?” I asked in anger. “Or are you just plain stupid? I know when you woke up from that dead place you were lying in, you healed your body, did you forget to heal your brain too?”
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