The air was thick with tension as I stormed into Sabina's apartment. My mind raced with anger and disbelief. The news of the fake information about Azalea had reached me through Colette, and I couldn't believe Sabina would stoop so low.
Sabina stood in the middle of her living room, her face a mask of feigned innocence. "Race, what's going on?"
I glared at her, my voice low but intense. "I know about the fake information you spread about Azalea,"
She spread a fake information that Azalea used to be a highly paid escort to sustain her high maintenance lifestyle and that her mother was dating married men.
Her eyes widened in shock, but she quickly masked it with a defensive stance. "What are you talking about? I haven't done anything!"
"Don't play innocent with me!" I shot back, my fis
