Tristen
I snatched the phone from the table, giving Ember a thin smile. "I have to take this call. Eat the fruits and stuff; it would be good for your health," I said softly.
Ember simply stared at me as if I had gone mad, but I just couldn’t meet her gaze. Why the hell did Priscilla have to call now? I rose to my feet quickly, moving as fast as I could to the banana tree on the extreme left. I could see Ember from where I stood, and she looked visibly displeased, and that was all my fault.
With a soft curse, I angled my face to the side and slid the call button. "Why the hell are you calling me, b***h?" I snapped at once.
"Lower your tone, Tristen," Priscilla said easily from the other side of the phone.
I gritted my teeth. "I have no time for this nonsense. Say what you wish to say,
