ZAIYREE
“I still can’t believe you tried to befriend Vivi at the party.” Amara had been filling me in on everything that had happened last night, including things I had done and forgotten.
Vivi’s scowl flitted into my head. “She had no interest in being my friend.” Now that I was sober, I didn’t really want to befriend Ezra’s ex-fiance, especially with the snide remarks she had been making about me. However, I didn’t want any bad blood with her. I didn’t want any bad blood between anyone in this pack, and I knew I wanted to find a way to at least make amends with Vivi.
“Do you think she’ll ever get to a place where she won’t hate my guts?” Amara would know better than me about this, and I was hoping she could get me some useful information. If Vivi was determined to hate my guts forever
