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Dressing For The Role

Penulis: Ovia Rebecca
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Thea was already waiting by the door when Katherine and Hailey entered the sitting room. Her arms were crossed, her manicured nails tapping impatiently against her elbow as she glanced at her watch. But the moment her eyes landed on Hailey, her expression soured.

“Ah,” Thea said, her voice dripping with thinly veiled disdain. “So the shadow is tagging along, too.”

Hailey bristled instantly, her chin rising as she glared at Thea. “Excuse me?”

Thea gave her a bored look, her lips curving into a faint smirk. “You seem to be Katherine’s shadow. Always following her around, clinging to her like an accessory.”

“Hailey’s not an accessory,” Katherine interjected sharply, her tone firm as she stepped between the two of them.

Hailey, however, wasn’t about to let Thea’s insult slide. She stepped forward, her fists clenched. “If anyone’s an accessory here, it’s you—clinging to Zayn like he’s the only thing that gives your life from what I've seen in the internet .”

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