ASTRID
“Look Sweetness, I can choose to go on dates, dinners, or orgies, and you have no damn say in it.” I rant out to Lily. “And then he goes on to say, “you might see me f*****g Fernanda and I might be kind enough to invite you to watch and learning what real f*****g is” can you imagine that?”
I pause, waiting for Lily to say something but she doesn’t. She just sits here, staring at me with this neutral expression that only fuels my frustration.
I frown, confused. “What? W–why aren’t you saying anything?”
Lily shrugs, her calmness unnerving me. “What do you want me to say, Astrid?”
I blink at her, taken aback. “Are you f*****g kidding me right now? I rant out to you about what Jordan said to me and…I mean…say something! Tell me I have the right to be furious. Whatever it is, just
