Chapter 24
Uninvited Guest 3
Amara’s POV
“You might really want to clear that table after now,” a cool, well polished and outspoken voice rang through the hallway all of a sudden.
A little confused at first, I blinked hard for a second.
That when I heard the familiar sound again.
Click. Clack. Click. Clack.
The calculated sound of designer heels raging war on marble. It was too sharp. Too sharp for my ear, enough to disrupt the remaining peace I was beginning to get used to after my broken heart.
I dragged myself lazily from the bed, I didn't try to change. I was still in yesterday’s oversized hoodie, then made my way to the hallway completely tired.
There she was again.
Vanessa.
She had appeared bearing flawlessness, smug. And standing right in my living room, clutching on a
