MEETING THE ENEMY

"I'm sorry I couldn't make it to your wedding. Would you forgive me?" She had on a small pout and tried looking sad, it did not suit her or her personality.

Overlooking the fact that she was a terrible person to me, she was beautiful.

"Go away Tatiana" I said, putting back the jar of peanut butter I was looking at on the shelf.

"It's also not my fault because I didn't get an invitation. Surprising, isn't it? I was also not allowed out of my house that day either. Was it a coincidence? Hmm Hazel, or you sneaky little bitch you did that", she reached for my face and I stepped away.

I had no idea what she was talking about, but I kinda suspected it was Caine. I totally forgot about her that day and even the days after.

"I had only my bottle and some guards to myself. Sad because they would not let me fuck them" she said, and I cringed inwardly. I was not a prude, but she was always way too vulgar.

"It's no wonder why you were not let out of the house", I told her and watched her face ge