“Wh…whh… You can’t even speak properly. I can never guess why a weakling like you is fated to him. But don’t worry. I’ll free both of you from this curse.” Heather smirked devilishly. Her eyes showed the mark of cruelty she held inside of her.
“What are you saying? What did I do? I have never even met you. What do you want?” Ashlee’s throat was drying up with every word she spoke. She didn’t even want to know Heather’s reasons. She was too tired to figure out why someone would hate her.
“Let me show you what I want.” Heather grinned, rushing to Ashlee within a blink of an eye. Heather grabbed her by the neck, tightening her hands slowly around it.
“Ahh!!” Ashlee screamed, grasping onto Heather’s wrist. Heather kept smirking, showing her teeth. She was certain she would get rid of Ashle
