Bailey's povI should have known. There's a bubble of laughter that's stuck in my throat, laughter that would be dry of any emotion they deprived me of if I could let it out. I could see it now, I now could see why this was very likely to be her. Juliet. As she took her elegant time to come down the creaky stairs, disgust twisted within me along with hatred. This makes it two people I now hate. Stefan crossed his arms, his gleaming amused eyes on me. I hated that I was their amusement toy. As her pretty face came into view, the sadist gleam in her eyes made a shiver run down my spine sharply. She's at the end of the stairs, her hand grabbing the handrail as she turns to face me fully. She grinned. " Well hello there Bailey," her giggle makes me nauseous and I rip my teary eyes away from her. Why did she go this far? What have I done to this girl?Stefan snorted, reaching out to grab a lock of my hair. I flinched away and he chortles with her. " Now don't act like we're strangers