Novel & Cerita Sasha Sloan Older Lyrics

Stay calm, I remind myself. “What? Cat got your tongue?” she laughs, smug. “Ha! I knew you were just pretending not to care. You’re still the same—a big, fat loser.” I slowly turn my head to face her, a small smile playing on my lips. “You really need to stop, Sasha dear. If someone hears you right now, they might think you’re obsessed with me.” “Excuse me?” She looks horrified at my words, pulling her head back. “You think I’m—I’m obsessed with you? Please. I couldn’t care less about you. I’m just reminding you where you stand—beneath me.”

She blabbered and I chuckled. “How does it feel now?” I croaked and she heaved a sigh of relief. “Your plan wasn't that bad. Eric Sloan is finally put behind bars. Now our plans will go smoothly as we've planned. “That's the Spirit,” “Um, I think I have to...” “Hey, Sasha!” Agatha? That sounded like Agatha's voice. I decided not to hang up on the call with Sasha, so I'd listen to what she had to spew.

Sasha said, her eyes reddening, the color draining from her lips until they looked pale and dry. "Now I only have this one request. I want you to help my best friend. If you're willing to give Everlast Tech a hand, I'll do anything you ask. Anything at all," she added. To secure funding for Winter, Sasha was willing to sacrifice what little pride she had left. Her dignity had been worn thin long ago. What remained was expendable. "Sassypants, just for the fact that I saved your grandmother, you owe me a lifetime. And you still have the nerve to make demands? And it's for Winter, of all people?" Blake sneered, anger twisting into a laugh.

She swallowed hard before picking it up. "Yes?" she said. "What's the update?" the person asked. "Can't you just sit still for a second Liam? I'm working on it" Sasha said. "You know I'm a very impatient man" Liam said. His voice was everything evil and threatening. Sasha heaved a sigh. "It will happen soon. There's already an opening" she said. Liam smirked on the other side of the line. "Great. It shouldn't be hard from now. Perhaps, you already deserve a reward Shay"

she barked at the staff, her voice sharp, cutting through the silence. With a final glare, Sasha stormed off toward her room, leaving a tense atmosphere behind. I stood at my window, watching the scene unfold. It was the first time I had ever seen Sasha cry. Real, raw tears. In that moment, I finally understood something I had never fully realized before: Sasha wasn’t just difficult or attention-seeking. She was starved for love, desperate for it. Her mother’s neglect had created this deep void, and now Sasha would do anything to fill it. I felt a flicker of pity for her, just for a moment. But then, I quickly reminded myself that Sasha didn’t deserve my sympathy.