GABRIELLE.
"How did things go with Sandler?" My mom asks and I give a tight smile in response, hoping she would just get the message that I didn't want to talk about it but as should be expected, she wanted details.
"You need to learn to trust me Gabrielle." She hisses and I frown.
"Come on mom, if I don't trust you, who am I gonna trust? Besides I'm sure you can already guess what went down between that old bastard and I. I asked him to screw Ella over, he agreed but of course, s*x is his payment." I give a quick explanation and she sighs.
"I really don't get your obsession with screwing Ella over. I thought you'd want her where she is so you can show her you're the better twin." She answers back, earning a bitter chuckle from me.
"Mom, let's face it, if Ella and I stood in the
