Although their last encounter had been less than pleasant, Genevieve could not help but feel pity for her former prime confidant. The once beautiful auburn-haired woman was now sickly and seemingly persistent in a melancholy manner. But as her eyes connected to Genevieve, she could not help but feel a sense of calm following her initial surprise. Of all places, neither Genevieve or Helene expected to see the other in a place such as this,but fate had a droll sense of humor that was never lost upon its victims.
"Where is Titus?" She asked immediately before watching Helene's bottom lip begin to tremble. It was clear that a tragedy had befallen them, but the details would remain unknown for a short while as Marisol made her way into the same room as the former friends.
"Your girl is cost
