At the salon

"Okay, he wants you to help him out, right?" Alex asked after she narrated her ordeal with him.

"Yes, he is just so rude, so selfish, always about himself!" She vented in frustration.

"Seems like you know him more than me, well, I wasn't the one who spent a couple of days in his house," she said with laughter.

"Alex, this is not funny! I'm trying to get over Kelvin and then that freak comes with his own shit?!" She asked angrily.

"Ok, be calm. You know I hate it when you're angry plus, you're not supposed to get angry," Alex said as she sat beside her and caressed her hair.

"Alex, I'm losing it again. I'm losing my sanity," she cried as she leaned on her shoulder.

"You'll be fine. I'll speak to Amos about it and he won't come near You any longer," she promised.

She sniffed and raised her head from her shoulder.

"That's what you want, right?" Alex asked.

She kept silent and looked away from her face.

The next morning, she was awoken by the sound of the room door creaking. She opened he