"Isn't he hot?" Natasha crooned, taking her phone out of Ivory's hands. Her brown eyes gleamed with desire as she stared at Eli's picture.
The floor seemed to have been snatched off Ivory's feet and she staggered backwards, her eyes wide in horror.
Elijah had dated Natasha. Eli and Natasha. Somehow the world seemed not to make sense anymore. Glancing at the door to the dressing room, Ivory knew she had to get the hell out of there.
Natasha seemed to have noticed that her friend was too stunned to speak and she turned to face Ivory, brown eyes filled with Mirth. "You look quite shocked. Eli has that effect on people."
'Eli. She called him Eli' which was all Ivory could think about. Her lungs constricted and her heart felt like rending in two.
She laughed nervously and pulled off
