“This,” Lyra replied, stretching her phone towards Emma.
Emma’s eyes widened in shock, “The nerves he has,” she snapped. “How dare Tristan try to stalk you online? That son of a b***h,” Emma cussed, clenching her fist.
“Relax, Emma.” Lyra took back her phone and dipped it inside her purse.
“Why should I? That scumbag deserves every cuss word. That monster cheated on you with your half-sister. They were just lucky I wasn't there to witness it.”
Lyra chuckled at her friend's reaction, “Tristan isn't the one stalking me online.”
“Wait! Then who did this?” Emma asked, widening her eyes.
“The same crazy woman stalking me,” Lyra sighed in frustration.
“Now that's scary,” Emma shook her head in pity. “Anyways, you have to tell Aaron. And, speaking of a crazy neighbor,” she turned around
