Lillian’s POV:
“A friend?” I squeak out, shrugging my shoulders, giving her a sheepish smile.
Aria lips quiver and she burst out into a loud laugh, tears rolling out her eyes. “Lillian, you are too funny!” she shouted, pounding her fist on the wheel causing it to shake lightly. After some time, she calms down, leaning back in the chair. “A friend huh,” she mumbles, lips curving into a tiny smile.
Twisting her head towards me, she traces her tongue over her upper row of teeth. “Unfortunately, I don’t need a friend,” she said in a cold tone.
A light breeze blow across us, birds were tweeting in the background filling the silence. “Yes, you do,” I respond.
She c***s her head, tapping a single finger on the wheel. “And why would you think that?”
I’m not entirely sure why I’m offeri
