Arielle
“What do you think Darius would do…after you left him for her?” Tessa asked suddenly.
I exhaled slowly. Trying to think like Darius was like trying to read a language I didn’t understand. Unpredictable.
But then I tried. Nothing came.
Not like him. As someone who had been on the receiving end of his anger.
“He’ll deal with me first,” I said steadily. “Then he’ll deal with her.”
Tessa frowned. “What do you mean?”
I hesitated for a second.
“Before you left…he said he was going to meet her manager. Make sure she gets fired.”
Tessa blinked. “Wait. What?”
But I didn’t answer. I had already turned and walked inside. She followed closely behind me.
Tiffany was in the living room, sitting comfortably, legs crossed. A bowl of popcorn in her hands as she laughed at somethi
