Nina’s POV She stopped beside me. A creepy smile crept slowly over her dark red mouth. "Enjoying yourself, sister?” Her hand touched my shoulder and she kept talking. “Liam seems to enjoy his dance very much. You're not as important as you thought, sister."“Neither are you,” I shot back, and shrugged her hand off. I continued walking, and she stepped up next to me in her high heels."Do not walk away so fast; I only wanted to applaud you for looking so presentable for once when you make an effort. It almost makes you appear more like a wife."I ignored her, and pushed the bathroom door open, one foot in when she held one arm out in front of me and came closer. Her scent reached my nose. "I'll make this clear, bitch. Liam is mine and he'll come back to me. You won't even have a chance. I’ll make sure of it tonight."I moved past her and closed the door behind me in her face. I reached the sink, turned the cold water on and splashed it over my hand, rinsing hard until I couldn't take
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