Maliyla's POV
"Hello," I gulped as I answered the phone.
"Maliyla?" Gisselle replied shakily.
"Gisselle?" I murmured as the thought of her contacting me stunned me. "What do you want?" I asked.
It took her a moment to speak before Gisselle asked, "Where are you?"
My heart raced as I tried to make sense of Gisselle's sudden call. Confusion mixed with anger and hurt flooded my mind, making it difficult to form a coherent response. How dare she reach out now after everything she put me through?
"Why do you care? You kicked me out, or do you not remember?" I snapped sarcastically.
Gisselle took a deep breath and said, "Let's meet. I need to talk to you," she pleaded.
"Wait, what?" I asked, furrowing my brows in confusion.
"My life is at a standstill. I don't know where else to turn."
